'The moon is beautiful,
isn't it?'
But his eyes are on me
His eyelashes flutter,
the beating of sparrows' wings
high above, down here with me
His arms around me, warm,
the crash of waves to shore–
again, again
His touch is a lullaby, it carries me home
'No, not for long, only forever
Is forever alright?'
The birds above, again
'Yes' (Simple, his lips around the letters)
My hands grip his shoulders
as if he is the only solid thing
The back of his neck, the drape of his hair
Gaps in his teeth where stars glitter
Not for long, only forever
Merlot, Rhiannon
