wanders patch

For I was in thee

As you was my essence

And there was none

Only the pools of your moon spill

The rhythm of your ripple

You stole the daze of my heart

Panes rattle in wakes of your passage

You wrote them pages unto your soul

The edges of your curves smile

I know you holds the fall of my being

Burn into seams of nights lost on feet

You sway them soles unto your beat

I ponder your existence

And you became my thoughts

“There is nothing left to say” the mountains whispered

You arched on tangents of my echo breathe

Goose stampedes soils beneath the ground

On these sighs will our sweats rain

And your glow envelopes my sight

You was a trance to flows intricate

Steady rock these boats sway crazed

I dropped my anchors in your dusk