Before waltzing together To the melody of the Blue moon I danced alone. Independent and yet feeling. And then a gap developed And grew Large enough for The space of two And so I filled it with The shine of The Blue moon.
The Blue moon is my Melody, love and solace Whilst my body halts To disallow the hole to Grow larger. To feel is to rip the hole Wider. And so feel, I cannot. The waltz was always Mellow, Almost melancholic; And so it so easily Unstrung - snapped.
The dance paused for A few months. Then the music began to play So did the light And I Saw him In the distance Flitting in and out, But remained A dance partner.
While I swayed along with The fluctuating notes Others danced close by And once I realised they'd left And would not again Dance close by I shrunk back Once again Dancing alone
Frozen - crack.
And then he stepped back and She came. The water still dripping Along her arms We waltzed. All too familiar And yet she Still withdrew My hands unmoving, Floating in the air Where she would be.
And whilst neither left Our synergy left me And so my waltz - In the rays that filter through The cracks in the roof - Is steady even when The light flickers.
The gentle caress of your fingers I won't forget For your essence is still there Even if only in The Blue Moon
To be honest I've forgotten/not 100% sure what the blue moon refers to but I like this poem so im making it public
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Mar 1 2020
Edit: funny post note that I remembered is that in high school I had a dream I was talking to my sister in a warped version of my house under a crack in the roof of my house. There was one moon and four massive stars (the size of suns when you see the sun during the day), the stars travelling in a circle which had a point where the stars would pass over the moon. Once the stars would pass over the moon, it was I think the stars that would shine brighter (and possibly the moon as well?). And so I may or may not have been thinking about the crack in the roof from that dream... but I wouldn't doubt that the verse about the crack in the roof was just a random instinctual touch that came to mind that felt right in the moment.