Heather hills

Heather hills rolled by,

My train speeding me to you.

I loved how your eyes crinkled and you held the door.

It wasn't like the other times, 

With you I was in another place.

This place was other-worldly, where time and space became a blur.

Dreamlike almost.

Infact, it all blurred like a room filled thick with foreign smoke.

That heady fog was glorious.

Was I dreaming?

Long nights, warm air.. You held the liquor and I drank hard.

While I spoke of things you said you didn't understand,

You would hold me; and in silence I knew everything.'

-Zana O'Connell