I walk through that cold jagged moment
when everything stopped
her eyes full of tears
her soul as dry as mine
and when she crosses that bridge the ones before her have burned
her feet catch fire, and she runs
but falls to her knees in the river
and drifts away renewed, her eyes opening like flowers
In a dream she sings to starfish
rides her seahorse down to the deepest part of being
just like cinderella in her sparkling dress
reaching for that window high above our heads
and now nothing can change this nothing nothing
I bared my soul risking your laughter
It's like asking a shattered plate to heal
spontaneously
soaking up my breath like a sponge
trapped in the beauty of your smile
You were so close to me I could kiss you
So far away now I can't see you
Pulling at the tight threads of what you fear will never come undone
And nothing can change this, it's only me
Just the witch, she said, coming home
it's over and we can do nothing but cry
and ride our seahorses
LaRock
1990