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The moon speaks to me of you (a love poem)

Apologies for the lack of recent posts. I have been writing and have also been quite active on Medium.com lately. For those of you who are on Medium, please feel free to connect with me there via the link below. Medium has proved to be quite an interactive forum in which to share my work and has motivated me to keep writing and sharing my poems and stories. The poem below is one of my more popular pieces of writing on Medium, so I thought I'd share it with you here on my website. 

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Shall we dance into the night
you & I
our words but a whisper?

What is it
that makes this soft sadness
so indeterminable
so impenetrable
sunk so deep
into this endless night?

The broken light that comes & goes
between the darkness
either side of dawn
speaking of your memory
ushering in each day
one, as if a step away from you
the next, a step towards you.

I see your eyes
the moon dancing in their gaze
with each tremble of our sudden doom
& each song of ours sang & played
in this old house beside the water
the soundtrack to our time
fills each & every solemn room.

& the time still ticks off itself
your presence no less clearer
no further from me
no closer than before
it wasn’t meant to be like this
nor will it ever be the same again, once more.

To say goodbye now
would be on breath undrawn
from the body laid supine
just waiting
to kiss the stars in your eyes
your breath, to feel, so warm
& hear your heart. . . far away
from this malaise
each tumbling thought
into the past
no resipiscent ripples cast.

It’s as if you’ve gone abroad
along with me far
from return
& when I see you on a grey day
just bursting with your sunshine
I want to call out
but you have blown on the breeze away
from the house we built & the time we had
across the night’s cold water
into the mystical moon.

If you enjoyed this poem, you will probably like my poetry collection Corpus Delicti: Selected Poetry. Download your copy via the link below.


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