as i fall
again and again
i want to grasp her fingers
as they press into my hands
as they break apart
the clotted gray ash
that has held my wings
kept me from flight
she doesn't notice the glow
her presence has brought
she has warmth for so many
as an idea
she remains perfect
untouched
yet touching
a warm strength tearing deep
into my chest
and and intimate depths
unspoken
