Though I speak softly and sometimes fumble
I saw your face in shadowsmade longwith passing timeand instead of clocksor lazy walks, I mark long hours with scorching showersand…
The longer I’m alivethe more I striveto find you againthrough fog of mindand souland even painand when at lastwe collidein ground…
Between this world and the nextlies a place so thinthat we could slip our hearts withinand go on beating for a whileuntil you lost your…
Such heights as these among the starsobserve the faceof sun’s fiercefresh-faced strife shot back in raysthat volley off the planets…
Solemn dropsupon the roofdancing bouncing water pouncingthen retreatingcacophonyof clouds quick-beatingheartbeats metingmeasured…
Wherever fire finds usand tears us limb from liesthen bids us creep closerto the callowhallowed edgeto plunge there intofiery…