carried away
23 october 2007

yesterday, as the moon rose over
the country roads, I saw you walking,
and I must admit my startled stomach

gone you have been from my life
(though, according to some, you've
never gone from my mind) yet now
you are back from the distant corners
of the far-flung world.

love (that perfidious being with the roguish
smile whom we all curse but secretly adore)
brought me to you and you to me,
my sweet-faced judas of a man;

so this time, watching your rosy mouth
and your saccharine eyes draw nearer,
I wished by simple moonlight (upon no stars, but you)

by the wind to be carried away