You shift
Beside me
Or above,
No matter, we are
here
Inside
Or between
The night leaves
you bleeding
In my hands
My eyes
And the day draws
You to my
fingertips
But you heal
Again, each moment
Between the world
and me
And half-meanings,
Half-thoughts
Trail from us, they
are beautiful
Or gray
Gold and white
Now you choose
Each day
A different moment
To be dying
Or glowing dark,
My light.