43. Provoking white noises on your radio as I pass you by

I was looking
for a sign
keeping hope inside
stepping over fear
waiting
for an answer
but there
was none

wherever you are
-though you
might as well be
farther than
the moon
a thousand
light years away
by now-
I know
I will
manage
to get through
to you
somehow

for
my
will
for
you
will
my
beloved
travel
surpassing
the speed
of light
breaking
blackholes
on its way
home

to your arms

the echoes
of my silent
howling at
the stars
at night
turned
into
waves
that expand
infinitely
to outer space
reaching
all the possible
escaping
universes
of the have been
might have been
never been
and
could be's
of this
story
we've been
writing
since the
beginning
of time
like two
fragments
of the same
rock
that the
Big Bang
turned
into
stardust
and now
are looking
to reunite
again

that is why
I send these
thoughts
facing
the dark sky
to
let you know
I still care
for you
and still think
about you
every
single
day
Milady

even when
there's a chance
they might
end up
bouncing
eternally
in metal
splinter mountains
in some
space junkyard
that lies
on a
lunar crater
mixing up
with lost signals
of some 1950's
radio soap opera
that was
broadcasted
when
days where
mono
analog
and
black and white

and we
where sitting
in our
living room
couch
listening to
that final episode
while our kids
were
happily
running
around
us
and I
was holding you
tightly
in my arms