a world away

as close as skin and flesh
but a world away
you lie under cotton linens
stretching to regain my scent
which i left for you
only a few days before
on the bare side of the bed
we layed upon

only time recounts the moments
that we left in disarray
in our hurry to consume each second
and recreate that which we left unfinished
in those hours in the sun
under the moon which defined us
as we glanced upon eachother
for the first time

i never left you
even as i boarded this flight
away from the epicenter of us
carrying us apart, momentarily
as only time and distance can define
despite the path we chose
as we walked along the water
in the Gulf of aquamarine