That was wrong,
what I said. My words
Stumbled over
themselves. Just a flicker caught in slurred
Liaison. I wish
you could see my eyes turned upwards
In the light
like a sunset slightly blurred.
She dances, that
mirror with no pain
Breaking away
from me. Just within my shying reach
Lies her land.
Maple woods’ shade hides its glimmer all lain
In sandstone on
the tide forgotten beach.
Remember me.
It’s only dreams
Gone awry in
wanting. Just fragmented songs of lore
Lost in fears of
red-eyed horses. Never what it seems,
She’s a merrow
running off to the shore.
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