the way the moon stirs the seas
whispered the night to the day i am here for you i watch you turn and wait for you the way a bird looks upon the trees the way the moon stirs the seas here in each hand we hold one another like a spiralling snake or a child and mother never apart and never together for i am your becoming and you are my deathmaker we could wrestle or we could rest place our hand upon our chest and melt the cracks of time and i’ll find you clutching your soul and you’ll hear me through it all can you allow me that that last little sunlight before the day begins that ray of hope the reason we joined together in the dance of life through and in the mind through and out the body and somewhere in the middle is our horizon which never touches our limits and only ever places a line of possibility between us maybe you’ll pray for me maybe i’ll be the prayer maybe we’ll know what this time is and maybe i’ll meet you there