The sun digresses for the evening
Along with sobriety and meaning,
Taking with it the light
Lest it be left for the night,
To be shared with the moon
Rather then the one with whom
I am sharing the morning light

night seeps
through the window
dispelled by cracks in the pane
where she sleeps
nestled within my hearts hollow

love weeps
beneath the door
along the stained wood
where she keeps
her heart beneath the floor

it beats
unburdened by two
lives, she lives in mine
and completes
love beyond what is you

fingers,
on strings,
pound the beat,
a rhythm in rings,
serenades in complete,
a glass tilts within my fingers,
quaff beneath overnight heat.
to waft subliminal desires,
and colloquious deceit,
pretentious smiles,
innocuous beat,
fill café isles,
complete,
vile.

as linking clouds and earth
as still life on canvas
born of stillbirth
is still us

a shadow
across the red couch
in the white room,
empty

within

me

a shadow

of you

a dream repeats
the deepening dark
against the moonlight
beneath she sleeps