A thousand moons falling
and the rain from his eyes seeps through
a glazed agony
A thousand moons had risen since
I had rinsed
my heart in his
warm wisdom,
rested my thoughts
on his weary brow
demanded his eyes carry
my mind
on the tides of
his every breath
till he was breathless...
A thousand moons had danced
when we released
our mental exhaustion
into each other's realms
and observed infinity form...
Dance moons dance...
trample his agony,
as he goes,
lift me above mine.
Now, that he's gone...
let all the moons fall...
forever...
