Full Circle Poem by grace mariner

The heat from those icy blue eyes always makes me melt,
exceptionally so with the words that accompany the glance.
How will I say the words?
Good bye is to final an exit.
Shall I say farewell? Good luck?
I do wish you a safe passage my giant, my love.
And we tell each other to not worry for the other.
Of course we'll be fine! Why wouldn't we be?
Oh the lies we say in the midst of our most honest moments!
The very thought of not hearing that sleepy voice, not feeling
that heat from those icy eyes...
it tears me to pieces.
And you have admitted in whispers how much you love me and will
miss me, my green eyes, the scent of my skin.
Words so soft they are almost inaudible.
Never an easy task for one so stoic and strong and larger than
life itself.
And although I tell you not to worry, you tell me you will,
having always lost what mattered to you.
You are afraid...and so am I.
But you must go, it was prophesied long before you and I ever were.
I send the stronger part of my heart with you.
It is a warrior, sent to protect the weaker part of yours.
And so we exchange the agreed upon ' until we meet again'
You ask me to hold on to certain talismans, knowing as I do,
that we will be together again...someday.
And in this unknown time, my giant will protect my heart and I will protect all of the words that pour out in remembrance and grief.
So like the biggest of lies in the most sincere of moments,
we smile in our sadness and go our separate ways.
But the mourning veil lifts for a final moment as you tap my
window and say the agreed upon words with a sweet smile and a
flirtatious wink of an icy blue eye.
We will arrive at our destination together.
We've been there many lifetimes before.