Dreams, Part 2

I went back to yesterday's poem and a few lines came to me.  It still feels unfinished.  I think the stanzas are out of order, but I haven't quite figured out how to piece everything together. 

Here's the next draft:

I dream of you
reaching out across
a landscape of pictures
of words
never uttered.
Destiny.
Secret.

Blood pearls
cascading.
I can feel myself
falling under the weight
of longing.

 

Comfort me with a

whisper, a

sigh.

We're old souls, you and I,

kindred.

 

This is a promise I

can't keep

while I'm breaking.

Try to disconnect,

but your eyes

always find mine.

 

Uncharted territory.

I'm frightened.

Reach out and

I'm alone.

 

Fall out

when things

fall apart.

It's in my blood

no use fighting.