In your laugh, I find
A child afraid of growing old
And in your eyes, I see
A woman watching time.
My purple shaded canvas,
Your skin has lines of a sharp star
Your heart, mellow clay
And on your lips, a gentle curse
For the spell I broke.
Lie next to me, and
I'll be silent.
Watch the light come and leave
Buried in white sand
We will feel the waves
With the sound of grass in the wind,
I'll breathe you slow.
My wandering cloud
Where will you go?
When the sun melts
Where the eye cannot see.
Let your words be whispers
To my patient ear.
And vacant, I
Go through the needle's eye
Run my fingers down your spine
Tell you before the day arrives
On your back,
Is a road to the moon.