Reaching into yesterday by longitude of time Half a day, a world away I’m in your future You’re in my past Our love is mist

He was an oasis in the palm of her hand. What tears she tasted testing for truth; were just desserts, wet & wild. Acid dates from bitter rain

I dream of us spooning the way that you stir me Nights filled sleep/waking Love in between Wanting eternal twilight

We tumbled in meadows in fields of flowers He was the wild man of my abandon Alone now; I sit, making daisy chains Plucked

Tired of stolen moments of fleeting fumbles in secret places I want to belong in the arms of my love Cradling forever

His beauty is a stone of hidden fire, of pyrite and promises. I am the fool for believing, for wanting to make gold from awe