the endless stream that
with it moves earth
from mountaintop to sea
bottom built itself
an island for you
to land upon
shipwrecked
formed your fortress
stone and mud
to hold
back
demons that come
crashing
in with every
wave and gale
exhaust the whispers
and cries
of she who
loved you once
took you
to deeper
places
laid you bare
with your dreams
exposed
how frightening
now the lightening
strikes
when new love
comes softly
leaving her feet
in your sand
such wild thoughts
that turn your pages
mark the cadence
of your beating heart
something you thought
you lost
such desperate longing
once forgotten
awakens now
to crescent moon
her lonely
song
the thought of
a delicate hand
woven in yours
and what
that might mean.
– previously published