Soft whispers and…Your scent —Your touch—Still not you.
Not for moments and love—Not for days and touch.
Alone and Yes! Sorrow does have—a human heart.
Without time—It does not depart.
So! Witch and Magic—I will follow you as—things and tears—do—
No! Just whispers—words—brushes my cheek—lips and love.
Night whispers—and gods—now remembered and silenced.
So! Sally and somewhere—do you ever dream—of me?
Of tiny bruises—touching love near—country dirt roads—you adored.
Sally! In this dark light—in this—sleepless night—-I miss you…
Animals arrive—small ones and large ones—eternal spirits—always going somewhere—to remain—to leave—to arrive-to-leave and to return—again…Madness of believing—in order—when order is—only pleasant chaos…And! Eternal Spirits—We—are always going somewhere…Or maybe! We are always—just—heading home—OK?
And! Beautiful you are…
‘Space Oddity’ by David Bowie (David Robert Jones)…
“Here am I floating
round my tin can
Far above the Moon
Planet Earth is blue
And there’s nothing I can do.”