Arm under head, deep into the dusk
I lay still in bed and saw you smile.
Your lips a gentle moonbeam scarf,
sail across the ceiling in haunting stillness.
There. Then gone.
Arm under head, deep into the dusk
I lay still in bed and saw you smile.
Your lips a gentle moonbeam scarf,
sail across the ceiling in haunting stillness.
There. Then gone.
part-broken, part-whole 