אני אהוב שלי אהובי שלי

there is a girl
on the other side of the world
wearing the necklace i gave you
that necklace was given to me
by a woman much wiser
to be given to whom ever i chose

and yet it sits about the neck
of a girl who in all reality stole not only that one charm
but the boys heart
that same boy who i chose to give it

and now i sit and wonder
is it that she is the beloved,
and my beloved hers?

tonight i leave my window open

tonight i will leave my window open
so the ghosts in this town can visit
to play about my room
and look at my things

until the flower wilts

1 week
4 days
3 hours
and now, 32 minutes

to make this right
that is how long it will take
for this flower to wilt
and die by my bedside

there are buds yet to open
but the water will not be replenished

i will ignore this wee flower
until its final sad slump into daisy heaven

if it is not made right
i don't think I'll ever like the colour yellow
again.

You will play.

You will play
Je N'en Connais Pas la Fin
and i will talk and not talk for hours
in love with the silence and the noises passing between us.

My house, the one i made a home
is up for rent
the space i made ours
is now empty, leaving nothing but echos.

we are making spaces inside ourselves now
and filling them with things we never needed.

a burning desire within me knows
there is a home to be made for us again
somewhere sheltered from the fires and torrential rain.

That is where we can grow and be all we are
without hesitation or regret
oh to build a home with you again.