Now, that I have gone
I wish I'd stayed, a little longer
To wake up laughing ... in your arms
'Cross the green acres of my heart,
You've let the horses run, and
Sirens in a November night, and
I tiptoe through this fragile life
The world is freezing outside
But I'm in it for the long ride
Just a child barreling through the tests
And I hope that all I borrow I can lend
And I hope that all I receive I can send
These strings the only things I understand
In, the amethyst waters of my mind
I have let the poet live, unjustified, and
My thoughts, like jet lines
on an evening sky
Parallel, yet always on two sides
And, if only in each day
I could learn to love, entirely, and
Sing myself from these,
from these trivialities
