Tonight, somewhere
behind the low clouds
the moon is almost full again
I am open –
open to the sky,
to the cool night air
through the window,
to the moment.
tonight, somewhere
in the furthest recesses
of myself
I am closed and pushing
against
the walls
two fish swimming
in circles
Around each other
I am both coming
and going
and coming again
words broken and bleeding
unmended and unsown
heart of stone
sitting on shifting sands
touch this palm here
in the centre please
please –
for a moment until
I am gone
everything is
and you know
this love
is pure
is true
tonight, somewhere
you will find
a moment
and feel the air against
your up turned cheek
an absent kiss
from a heart
that will never be whole
again
~
09.05.06
Leigh-Anne Tyson