I know 

You are back,

as I know when

You have gone.

I shall

miss you less

when dark of dusk

brings cold

and my heart

rests.

Our fate 

as seen

in the eyes

of a painter;

no colour for Me,

No one colour 

for You.

 

Having sought shelter, now in need of a shield. 

‪She muses over desert;

sat on a rock,

in a flooded plain. 

Am I

Am I

asking you

to stay,

No.

I ask 

of you,

take me 

when

you go.

Dry is the dreaming,

from me too far you’re sleeping.

The touch too fleeting. 

Cross

Crossed

my heart once, 

to cross twice.

No lie,

two lines

crossed three. 

Gentle slopes

from the city’s side

they rise.

Castles crumble

falling with

no rules or ties.

Arms reach up

for heaven

of higher skies, 

strength gained

on squares 

once circling knights

now wise. 

Bring ten to eleven; 

black veiling lace,

silver crossed with white.

Sprinkling of diamonds,

to an untouched night.