I could see forever in your face

sometimes expressionless

through your own layers of

need and want.

~

I could feel forever in the slightest touch

sometimes unbearable

through my own layers of

fear and hurt.

~

I ran before the time was due

sometimes out of memories

through layer and layer

of bitter dusts

that blow away too soon.

~

A peeling of one's soul

opening with a caution blend

of stolen dreams

awoken

of bitterness

forever growing.

~

And try again and yet again

her pace forever gaining

of only layers

another layer

of restlessness unspoken.