Cornerstone Reality

"You say you wanna go so we can both be free" -W/As My Girl, Maxwell 


I was cold within, without you, on that forgotten eve, by that lonely lake
As I reflected. And the water reflected the moonlight such that I could almost mistake
Silver light for icy rime, in the waves and my soul; and though not likely in that clime,
Somewhat more plausible than my wasted effort to stop your heart's retreat from mine.
Though, even after this space of time, sure I am that had I decided, heavyhearted, to go wading,
Instead of standing alone on that twilit Autumn/Winter shore lonely, longing, waiting,
Cold for want of Lost-Love's warming embrace, and had lost myself- dark frigid water enlaced-
Then, in that moment, would have been no more or less frozen than since I last kissed your face.

Altered States

It was twilight when I saw you,

I remember I was standing at the edge of the world;

We dance there in memory

With ice and moonlight to accompany us.

And it was gentle then

Those days those nights these remembrances

Of you, in my atmosphere, splendid,

I, in your ocean, radiant like stardust.

We dance there in memory.

Set on by chance by forces by waves of light,

Drawn together by strange attractants

Into these altered states

That send our heads spinning.

I feel it felt it knew it know

That there was power there, though ephemeral,                          

Your soultouch was undeniable

And gentle.

And though we go our separate ways,

We dance there in memory,

With ice and moonlight to accompany us.