did you notice how many time’s we’ve said good-bye?
always parting like love birds, reluctant, but still shy
“there’s a storm gathering”, i gulped, can you remember?
it was too cold to be out anyway and we’d much rather be in
we shake off the raindrops like the egyptian goose gathering her brood
they are fed comforted and cherished i wonder what that feels like
can you remember?
i am still jealous like the fox who snatched its meal away from our eyes
the winter still drops heavily on my shoulders the storm clouds still collide
like a low rumbling orgasm, or how do you feel?
i feel like the single panther still hiding in the tree of life
not weak but looking into the darkness anyway and i’d much rather be in
i’m grateful but i think we’ve reached the peak of the blue mountain
i hear footsteps now i try to listen but there’s a new journey on the horizon
we can never look back like the wife of lot did a long time ago
you are kind caring loving but be careful and ponder your prey
like the eagle
will we meet again?