I struggled to find words for the mountains, Unearthly where the fog of the heat meets each friendless peak. I explained the world was wide, endless in that view. You saw the wonder in my eyes With an understanding old as time.
In the distance, sparks lit the sky And I watched as they engulfed your world. Tense for a moment; I leaned in. Everything would be okay. But still, we hesitate.
As fog turned to smoke and smoke to light We started to part ways But something held you back And I-- I had to let you stay.
Those sparks remained, Just in your eyes, As finally, your hand touched mine. The mountains seemed a world away And with you, I could finally escapee.
SKETCH ART BY MEG SHENOY
ABOUT THE POET Juliette Sebock is a poet and writer born in small-town Pennsylvania. She turned her focus to poetry in 2017, publishing the chapbook Mistakes Were Made. Currently, Juliette is working on Nightingale & SparrowMagazine, lifestyle blog For the Sake of Good Taste, and a variety of poetry and prose pieces. When she isn't writing (and sometimes when she is), she can be found with a cup of coffee and her cat, Fitz. To read more of Juliette's work or to get in touch, visit her website or various social media channels.