She wondered how to tell her skin
that she had secretly escaped from it
numerous times of late.
i n g
she silently picked up the pieces
and held herself together for sunrise.
Before she could be found out by the eyes of daylight.
How do lovers
begin to tell the earth
‘You turn too fast.
We are not ready for
‘The heart aching’.
At your departure
I wish to let the world know this morning
That I must give you up.
I have discovered that landscapes can be traversed from bed.
I have seen star systems and mapped them whilst exploring the universe.
I have heard the groan of tectonic plates as they shift and felt the vibration of lava churning at the core.
I have smelt the air perfumed with wild roses when
And I have ridden waves of ocean roar until they devoured me whole.
All this may seem a grand delusion.
But this kind of madness I am prepared to endure until I choose to return.