Along The Way
Sit apart and be true to me
so says my blood-bathed heart
fear not steely daggers but
simple love confused and lost
overhead go singing birds
hearts blood-bathed as yours
and the silken racing clouds
they can never be still
Ruminate long and alone
says my heart, adrift
our audience chimerical
cool colleagues, imagined
Unmoved by the deep river
where loves go drifting past
ah, if you stand by me
you are nothing but a statue