For Love

once more
i ride the tired streets
from dalhousie
to the strand
there are no ships to see
or Gay to sit in
the boats still float around, with candles in tins
unlike in the movies, the maajhi never sings

i heard u loved the water ...
is there a river, where you've gone
in all these years, the second time.
gone. clear. dissapeared.

all the cliches talked about time
and how the pain will subside
it doesnt
it dulls and spreads and settles
claiming a little more, of my heart, as teritorry.

picture this:
you walk out
ur once long black hair trailing the floor
white and green and blue
soft, soft, clouds of cotton
float around you
i run, behind, legs still to short
gait still unsteady
once more, the lame boy
left outside the gates

rainbows from the rocks
stories like a littany
marking every hour, every day
dreams, hopes, forgiven little confessions
little steps, growing steps, tall steps ... and fly away
far far away
stretch ur hands ... u'll never reach me
wipe ur eyes, u'll never see me, again
till u run away
and leave me dry eyed. awake.

love. a dream.
friend, a dream.

dreams?
lies. illustrated.

i've gone in circles
around the world
never finding,
you. or ur shadow. or ur ghost once more
i ride the tired streets
from dalhousie
to the strand
there are no ships to see
or Gay to sit in
the boats still float around, with candles in tins
unlike in the movies, the maajhi never sings

i heard u loved the water ...
is there a river, where you've gone
in all these years, the second time.
gone. clear. dissapeared.

all the cliches talked about time
and how the pain will subside
it doesnt
it dulls and spreads and settles
claiming a little more, of my heart, as teritorry.

picture this:
you walk out
ur once long black hair trailing the floor
white and green and blue
soft, soft, clouds of cotton
float around you
i run, behind, legs still to short
gait still unsteady
once more, the lame boy
left outside the gates

rainbows from the rocks
stories like a littany
marking every hour, every day
dreams, hopes, forgiven little confessions
little steps, growing steps, tall steps ... and fly away
far far away
stretch ur hands ... u'll never reach me
wipe ur eyes, u'll never see me, again
till u run away
and leave me dry eyed. awake.

love. a dream.
friend, a dream.

dreams?
lies. illustrated.

i've gone in circles
around the world
never finding,
you. or ur shadow. or ur ghost

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