Small things
In my hands
Breaking with the minutes
Fading with the distance
Small things
In your eyes
Blazing pieces
In my heart
Aching in impending goodbyes
Please don’t.
Welling up
My love
Precious and sweet
Broken and deep
It’s unfixable
Unfixable as me
Burt embers
And old lies scatter
Over the snows
Into the shadows
The bridge torn asunder
In the dark it is your hand
I chose
Away will you send me?
Alone,
Will you send me...
Unspoken aloud
The words written on my body
Spoken so loud
We cannot escape the melody
Haunting and slow
Inevitably caught
In the easy flow
Your wings surround me
Your light enfold
Engulf me
And I have nothing else
But the moon to offer you
For the effortless eternity
I would gladly spend beside you
Old one are you
Beloved one who is;
He of the hawk eyes
One who resides in darkness
I remain unaltered
For all your might
I muse in the light of you
I follow the sight of you
Into endlessness
Peacefully
Asking
Lie beside me
In a den of pine boughs
Sprigs of holly
Are we not two
Of so few already?
Laughter
And smiles
Simple guile
Whispers and thoughts
We talk with the hours
I wonder who you are to be
To the heart trapped inside me
What is the destiny
I feel tying us,
This mutual identity
The small things
Your hand
Upon my finger skin
Do I know you?
Now that I need you
With me
With you
Thinking of you
Thinking of me
And the moon we both see
All the small things
Presented
Thinking of you beside me
Thinking of the darkness
Me with you
You with me
Trees with us
And us with trees
