On the Banks

Inside this stillness of a dark night
where chains of moments long ago
spread out across my dreams
with a spark of death, and
a touch of transition
circling

Through my discontent
and reckless ruins
without warning
my love
trapped in its’ possession
stranded on the corner of your eye

On the misty shores of childlike tears
sun tangled in your fallen hair windswept
across your perfect face my love bent
over your dampened limbs
like a wet cloth

In the sea a part of me
became a part of you
the moon danced thru the waves
true in its light
from a distance
you could feel the storm
in the calm of your heart
at the shore the past
calling
your window sill, your gaze
upon the garden
your answers
in a vase
quiet
by the door

From the hillside you could see the ocean
roar
the turmoil of a sailor at sea,lost
you could feel the wind blow fierce
across the horizon
to some uncertain shore
you could touch the pain
a mirror to the soul
a love left upon the waters
a dream where weeds now grow



From this ledge of faceless form
thin silver night
this torn town of cracked homes
heart beating through broken bones
wind howling across my forehead
silent dreams emerging still
the essence, the kiss
the last dance upon the coast
words dying in a dusty diary
some unknown shore
where tears to water flow.

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