A Chain of Gold

Our chain is golden 

luminous glints run through me

parallel

to the metallic gleams

running through you

sy m|m etry

with its single knotted end

keeping hands in hands

the eyes' gazes fixed 

and lips longing 

the chain grows 

only ever more

weightless

as time grows longer

and distance 

becomes stronger

our chain is long and heavy 

but it is golden

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

when hands remain in hands...love is weightless even when it isn't--

this is a beautifully constructed poem..."sy m/m etry"
the circle....like the gold chain around the neck...but hangs gracefully.
j.

[Laura Kate]

Thank you so much Jacob.
Laura.