Reverie-Feathership
I’m singing atop all the woodroofs that block out the sunshine
The notes fall like drops the Gods had ordered to stop celebrating
I didn’t understand then
I didn’t often laugh then
Earlier I sat over landmines you’d stacked for the centuries
You poured me a glass, you were patient to ask why this envy?
I didn’t understand then
I didn’t often laugh then
Except the night with you
You reached out for love,
I was holding your truth
Your hand was soft and thin
You cured my affliction
The rest was a dream
Do I still respond?
I won’t be your scar
I won’t be at war
I still do recall
The strength of it all
Your face tipped my soul
On the brink of the longest
Of November colds
And yet you broke my heart
With a burgeoning start
You were eager to scold