into a moon that is no longer there
i used to love you (i think)
used to believe in the things i do
now all is useless repetition
my arms ache from not holding you
the winds blow unfeelingly across your face
& the space between us
is as long as my arm is not
the language i write is no longer spoken
my hands turn the words
clumsily
*****
my lady my lady
this is the day i want to cry for you
but my eyes are dry
somewhere i'm happy
not like the sky
outside this window
gone grey
*****
*****
this is the line between reality
when i hold your body
enter the only way i am
saint orm
keep her from harm
this ship journey safely
quick as it can
*****
no movement in the sky
from the corner where the four winds lie
& the colour of her eyes too
did i tell you how my lady moves?
holds me to her tight
she can
love to feel her
moving with me
into that sweet togetherness presses us thru
