Shades of You

The shade of the day

Spill in to the evening

And the night is born

Where she dances, for no one in sight

And sometimes alone.

And words won’t stick to you

My beast of burden

My ocean bird

Know that my tired voice needs healing

Give it time, and

It will sing and soothe.

And though, powerless, I shall

Hum a new start

And bid goodbye to the heart

Of every dream’s waking

Where, at the edge of every answer

Lies the periphery of a crash

Where my fears collide

And I watch myself

Get consumed by you and die.