always & for-never

he is not very specific. he is shady & at times has sketchy & blurred outlines.
he surrounds himself with robotic structures, mechanical debris & engine fumes that tend to blend into his fuzzy aura
that loom around in her mind. she is pretty specific. she is firm & justified & teeters the weight of an unbalanced figure.
she aligns dreams with destiny, surrounding herself with poetic structure,
silver hoops & drugstore perfumes that gingerly trace along that blurry line that connects them.
his hands. her smile. their city's skyline.
And when the glowing sun rises behind it, they say goodbye.
Their pulses click & gravitate towards never.
Hands wave never like ocean tides, fearful of silence, they hide in pockets when it’s daylight.
His polite & well-mannered nature speaks volumes for the public with his affection withheld in fractions, saved for later private interactions.
His thoughts are digital – almost clockwork – processed in solid intervals that rarely notice her variations.
He hears her synthetic voice, rattling. An enormous rush of colors & lights reflecting off her skin, bouncing back again and again through her eyes and her lips when her hips sin.
Her words dangle between her teeth like old broccoli.
Her tongue stained from engine smoke that also scratches her pores.
A weakened immune system can open a soul to eternal un-wellness, but her heart keeps beating, perpetually breathing.
And so it goes on.
His arms. Her hair. Their hometown’s history.
And when the glowing sun sets before it, they say hello.
Their pulses tick & gravitate towards always.