I’m calling out for you

across the sliding blue of seven

sacred seas.

 

I always knew your name

slipped from memory

lost in the haze

 

of this life, that life.

 

I’m calling out for you

through endless night

we weave a web of stars.

 

The last call: the strongest

most refined it whips the dip

of milky way

 

sweeps the corridors of mind

to bring you to your senses.

 

I’m calling out for you

& all you have to do this time

is answer.