floating in the early sun
your morning gown
I’m away while you’re asleep
thunder sounds
you dream color while behind my eyes
shadows bloom
your mirrored mouth your graceful hands
your eyes open
it’s not your fault
be still in my arms
it’s not your fault
the earth has overgrown
the sea
it will part
it’s not your fault
art space and gentle waves
I drift under
at the end of life we’ll sing
in color
I speak to your turned back
am I alone?
your mirrored mouth your graceful hands
you start to turn
it’s not your fault
be still in my arms
it’s not your fault
the earth has overgrown
the sea
it will part
it’s not your fault
