I started to write something down, deep in the caverns, to remember
To capture something, I can’t recall
But the sight of your turning head and cryptic smile had me wandering towards you
Leaving my pen behind
To lose ourselves in the hollows, the shining daggers reaching out but not reaching
How will I know what it was that I needed myself to remember if I didn’t write it down?
And will I come to regret this ceremonial abandonment of pen to paper for a deeper dive with you?
All I can recall is the winding descent and your bright eyes shining forward and back, forward and back
Along the rocky darkness, exposing the cavernous exterior of our interior
After you’ve gone, my own bright eyes guide me to my piece of abandoned paper.
The etchings of an almost word is all I need to remember that what I wanted to capture is you.