Poems from A Finch
Delicate, blooming
Dandelions dancing free
Neath the sun—your hair.
A comet and her trail
Wandering in aimless flight:
Endless is their night.
Almost stars, not quite.
Dissipating as they sail
That unseen...
I dreamt you missed me,
Could this be true?
It was so in my dream of you.
If dreams know only how to lie
I would not be a little sad....
Love me before I wake.
Leave me not
Before the first light breaks
Lest love rot.
Give not into night my love
Nor abandon me for rest....
I remember everything;
that we were happy in our own way.
How it seems like only yesterday
we were dreaming, drinking, loving
Counting...