in perpetual seas
maybe i could have loved you more
all those evenings i held you
as if i could hold you
even unkept
time keeps us
like souvenirs, the years
i picked the tiniest pebble and stayed up late
muslin rains to gather us
as if i am a dream my body has
from time to time we almost touch
through the hours, perhaps it could have been enough
to slip ourselves loose from the reasons
and i’m still waiting for something
precious, something small
something more than needed
error: Content is protected !!