Silent
And rising
She comes and goes in waves.
Falling
And smiling
She never leaves a trace.
Her spells and boundaries
Spill on my page
When I, drifter and she,
Moonlight
Dance without a face.
Still
And waiting
Like a storm untamed
The wind and sky
Know her many names.
And the way she returns
Will never be the same.
Her footprints will vanish
Along the path she came.
- for Suzanne
