I knew you before
I held this conscious form,
guided by your voice into bloom.

From a pool of swirling blue,
my every dream streamed
across a spreading sky.

Spread on your wind
and buried into the awakening
whisper of forest evenings.

Through the migrations,
the divide of land and sea,
I slept in silent formation.

Your vapor fingertips stirred
the nebulous canopy
to rest beside the shore.

To your simmering heartbeat
my eyes are awoken,
lifestream resurrecting forest floor.

I follow the frothing seeded sea,
rising to submerge
in your unfurling form.

The touch of shallow waters
drift and cool in harmony
with the reunion rift.

It was here that I knew you,
here that we were born
of a single speck in empty space.

It was here we were fallen,
here that we spun into land
and the tranquil waters.

That I might ever love you,
drift like continents in dream,
away on a spectrum all our own.

That I might ever know you,
know the cool of evening shade
on your sea-washed skin.

And this is where we drift,
entities in degeneration.

The world opens its wide rift,
and again regeneration.

I will know you before you form,
here and ever upon shallow waters.