whenever you stood
near that window
your sharp shoulder blades
filled the whole of everything
the sea
and fisherman's boats

the house overflowed
with your shadow.
like the archangel;
and the bright bud of the
evening stars danced there,
in your ears.

that window was
the gateway for all the world,
leading out towards
paradise,
that dear night
where every star was
in full bloom.

so there you stood;
your gaze transfixed
on the sunset.
you reminded me of
a helmsman
steering his ship;
which was our own dwelling.

in that warm blue twilight
of evening
Ahoy!
Away!
i was sailed into that stillness
of the milky way.

but now?
this ship has foundered.
it's rudder, now broken
and in the depths of
the ocean i am
drifting,
alone.