Muddied are the creeks,
no blue reflections...
you.
you have a way about you...
Cool breeze wheel and dive
making it through dawn again...
the first time i'd seen you was in
a little café downtown – stars aligned...
you drew me like a tattoo;
i was your little bird, birthed...
Have kisses stained your skin
or have they brought muse...
the sea spells y/our name in
the gentle whirlpools...
Long blue curtains play before the window,
where a long way from the clear glass...
Last night,
the shadow in her closet...
i loved you once –
and in love, the heart is in a tizzy...
Their howls
pierce the evening...
It might be the poignant words
which I've not been waiting for...