What is
you,
you
is the feeling of your voice
vibrating under me
you
is the way I can fold your ear
into a small fist
so soft, not like me
stiff-eared
I find new stars new
constellations
on your body
you
is the fear of loosing my secrets and
going to green alert
you
is the fear of the loneliness I know
I'll feel when you leave
but this time
I don't care
I'll risk it all
Don't drink me up
too soon
let it linger, the moment
before
my new life begins
)(
don't drink me up
too hard
I have gone long time
without
((
don't drink me up
too fast
take your time
make me
last
))
don't drink me up
in one long sip
leave some so
I can fill me up
for you again
()
Night is new
mature moon hanging above the trees
I hear muffled voices
coming from the cottage
a laugh shines through yellow windows
I am outside, the night is
damp and cool against my naked arms
no wind
moonlit stones
I’m rocking in my clogs
on the gravel road
quiet, no sound
a distant melancholy purr, cooing, droning,
the moon is a magnet
pulling the sound
three pairs of silvery swan wings
a silhouette, a song
a second in my life
I’m getting cold now
so I clog in again
When I'm at the beach or
somewhere near the ocean
I always drown
my eyes
I stare down the deep
let my eyes swill
till they are full
I want my children's eyes
to have the deep, deep
colour of the sea
For a little while
the dampened print from
your palm and breath
lingers on my car window.
You get in, shake a bit, afraid
it is cold outside, and inside is me.
I smell the leather from your coat
and the night from your hair.
I want to reach out and feel
the freshness of the night
on you
but I dare not
you may not want it
yet
Your nails engrave
little newborn moons
on your palm
and suddenly your hand lies
dead on
the table next to
my cup
I want to reach
and turn it over
I want to
read your hand
like a blind woman,
feel the moons and follow
the lines of life
inside it
Don’t be shy
show me what you look like
when you are lost
for words
Don’t be shy
let me hear how
you melt
into a new
shape
bend for me
Don’t be mad
when I choose my own way
don’t be mad
when I cannot wait for you
any longer
don't be mad
when I cannot swallow anymore
I want to move on, get done
you can come along,
now, not tomorrow
I cannot wait anymore
it tears me apart, the anger inside
anger at myself for not letting
you know how black and purple and messy
my head feels
Forever
is not
an option
is not
a choice
is not
a decision for us to make
Forever is time and time and
time and time and
time and time
and
nothing