All that early evening, you were ringing in my head.
One day it was, since you had gone.
Love jumped and flowed for me, it seemed
without you, and then, there you were--in messages.
Full harvest moon, she winked at me. I smiled to her.
An owl came sudden against the shadowed mountain,
flustering the sky with her thrush of wings.
O, where O where have our hearts gone?
When they were, how love had settled in.
You were nearer to me than the tip of my tongue.
Rose scent of you I tasted.
Palm open to palm.
And then -- elsewhere, everywhere in another night brightening sky
we two were up and flying!