LOVE Poem: The Fall Between, by Soren Field

And sometimes, we saw that strange piercing light.
Without a second thought we moved, glimmering forward.
To absent, shining too bright to see, Not ready for the fall between.
We choose to linger in the dark.
And run so far from blinding light.
Faces blend together, Memories lose their gleam.
An angel without wings.
The red is gone and I’m full of blue. Continue through the hue. Now I choose I know my glue.
Run straight forward, and I stack my shade.
Turn around and still see the fake.
Still I wonder, my brain moves.
I fade forever into you.