Our love
is a silent auction
I raise my hand
and bid
on the deep of your brown eyes
falling each time
we piroet about the other
orbiting stars catching up
for the lifetime we spent apart
I cannot get closer
though each time, I try anew
to become the parts that are not me
when you are absent
my world dims as if cateracts
attach instantly
robbing me of clarity
out of focus
I can stand the temperature
of this betrayed land
the sorrow she buries
beneath each leaden day
If you continue to exist
grace me once or often
with the warmth of your regard
you see, I am born to live
only by your word
and when you put me out and say
make your own way now girl
I turn to filament, to pencil lead
crushed beneath the dismissal
fade away
only seen
by your gaze
waking me from loss
bringing life in your gaze
like a black cat
stalking gently
convinced the game
of hunter and prey
is beautiful