Flowing from my fingertips,
Through the crevices between each digit,
Grains of sand fall.
I clench my hands with every ounce of strength.
But no matter how fierce I snatch at the overturned hourglass,
No matter how tightly I grip my fists,
The sand continues to plunge.
Beyond my reach.
A wave of euphoria creeps over,
And my heart is lifted from its buoyancy.
It climbs higher and higher,
Until every exhale is sprinkled with delight,
And every inhale is encased in satisfaction.
I discreetly bite my lips,
in an attempt to fight off this silly grin.
But once in a while it slips,
And my lips to stretch across the width of my face.
An incontrollable smile emerges,
Reflecting the absolute joy I feel as I sit around this harmonious circle.
We are a fraternity of love and honesty.
Every word spoken is met with understanding and assurance.
It is a fresh and sweet bond,
Accompanying each and every one of us as we embark on youthful adulthood.
Like an overflowing river racing down a mountain,
My flooded soul screams for disclosure to another.
But like the infinitely cruel and binding fate of Sisyphus,
A dam impounds the gushing waters.
During days of turbulence and biting winds,
The river undulates with violent savagery.
Like a love-deprived child wailing and thrashing for tenderness,
It slams full-throttle into the unyielding gate.
But like the unavoidable and star-crossed fate of the myth,
The river travels nowhere.
It remains imprisoned and hidden in the callous and desolate mountain.
Just for an instant,
I wish for exoneration from this dam.
So that the river may run uninterrupted.
Its stifled pulse released and heard.
Its muddied waters revealed, unashamed.
The crisp night air and moonlit roads;
The serene silence punctuated by the drone of the airplanes above us;
The eerie, winding path sandwiched between the ominous trees;
The final promise we made before embarking on our journey.
Your comforting presence beside me;
The bridge leading to the deserted, pitch-black island;
The complete trust and doubtless safety because I was with you.
Our heads tilted up towards the dusky night sky;
Our bodies turning slowly to capture the complete view;
Our soft voices articulating hidden thoughts.
Do you dream of our place the way I do?