Feb 19

He sits by the window,
    a window
   like
the window
  she sits by in her downtown,
hearts constantly breaking
     in two small pieces.

Heart-Constantly-Breaking,
speaks to glass,
"Where is my love?
    I ask to know where is
The one that I love.
    I ask to know so
    I can know that
My beautiful love
is by a window,
Because I believe we are connected
By vibrations of light."
  Is there a light in the window....

 And then was heard,
Heart-Constantly-Breaking to the glass,
"If ever I
Can find the ley lines,
and find the place then,
and run then I will
to anywhere in this world

and wait for that unknown day
when you will reach out and
let yourself touch me again,
those are the vibrations,
we are the sand."

And then she looked at the daylight
turning to night, at the moonglow
violet that is the evening light,
and he looked at the same,
and wondered if the color of the sky
had a name.
 You asked why I wanted to
Use your name in a song,
In a painting and I lied.
I said it was musical.

I should have said
your name was more than musical
that it was upon my lips because I love you,
I should have said your name, I love you.