bells hold onto
all the peals struck
from the dark
of their bodies
a forever home for shadows
hung in the wind
that whips whispers
from their stillness
beneath summer sun
share the shadow
of a brolly with you
within its soft circle
we’ll listen to the rain
in each other
a candle burned
flame sunk
into the column
of its body
tears viscous
with lives lost
cum cloudy
with ghosts
of lives
never lived
the susurrus
of your lost
long song
the smoke
of my soul
your heart
more scar than tissue now
you’re scarring the scars
leaves become
same colour
as the fire
that made them fall
the scars from our dreams
sew us together
I like how the last of the light
lingers in the tree outside my window
clings to all its small leaves
clinging to the branches
I sunbathed
in your shadow
you’re the leaves that foxtrot
with the tatters of a plastic bag
in the blustery corner of my deserted courtyard
become young again
twirled by the world-weary wind
that still remembers how to dance
we breathe in
the dark of each other
my heart
more cave and cavity now
waiting for the collapse
I miss the tenderness
of being near you
your body soaked
in star and sea light
the sighs
from stroked shores
the white of a waterfall
the moon hiding half its face