Elastic
Elastic dreams,
Gathering in my mind
Like full, inevitable clouds
Raining down my cheeks with such promise
Then settling down until the next day
When the water rises again.
Elastic love,
So smart on my lips
Tingling with excitement
Pulling me to a wild grin
Then snapping back again,
In a way that is always a little painful
But these days a little more hopeful,
Than they have been in awhile.
Elastic memories,
These are the sharpest of them all.
Unpredictable rule on my eyes,
Played on repeat,
Against the tender parts
Of my pleading eyelids
Then disappearing like precious vanities.
I have never learned if I should hold on
To that dissipating mist.
Elastic young woman,
And she
Is the most resilient of them all.
Copyright © Julia Ford | Year Posted 2019
|