Away

Away.

I’ve taken hold of my loss

To rewrite it, softly, over my heart

Refreshing start

But oh, the nights I still long

To see a little light

Lively, midst the trees

To think of you

Coming strongly to me

And I, perfumed in all you loved best

Would greet you half-shy

Inside that novel atmosphere

I’ve resisted calm invitations

As he pulls to spin me inside his arms like satin

For too soon I will pool upon the floor

To squander (equally) his charm and

Time in a cruel example of my wanting just you

Oh love, I might be upon a hill

In a cabin stretched so far beyond the drive

That it can barely expect to be seen

If only by one being

Who knows exactly why.