One
clear moment
One
of trance
One
missed step
One
perfect dance
One
missed shot
One
fleeting life
Hearts will stop beating
But love will never die

She’s a painting in motion.
Could I love her?
From a thousand yards out on the darkest night to be found.
Yes.
Even in the absence of light in my life.
I could love her.
But I won’t.
To add me to the landscape of her painting, her life.
Would only serve to muddy the imagery.

My mind misses you
It’s unhappy with my decision to leave you
It has no nerve endings of its own
So it’s trying to turn my heart inside out
That’s why I know it’s angry with me
And the fact that it has now turned you into a specter
You’re giving me that look
That “you’re being ridiculous” look
I see it every time I close my eyes
Something else my mind is good at
Imagery
So no
I’m not going to forget you
And for that reason, I’ll probably still love you
Long after you think I hate you
You’ll still be here
On my mind
Giving me that look

Before the snow falls
And you slip back into the folds of winter
And the sapphire of my world diminishes
Could I hold you
Like I did that time
Before