lost to the passing
of dark into day ~
as starlight
of dew
bittersweet

breathed
a beginning
how easily done ~
as chill to
the sweat of defeat

a number
a name ~
ascribed to the winds
an essence remaining
somewhere

tender assault
on my favorite time ~
quietly
finding you there

stitched to the back
of lids ~
where I’ve kept
places and times
we will meet

music sometimes
when the words
fall apart
forgiven the path
of retreat

lifelines
are stretched
from one to the next ~
a glimmer of someone
I knew

where are you now
I wonder all morning ~
as twilight
lays wet on the dew