10 August 2011

81 billion tonnes of moon-love


Saying goodbye
to you that day
I remember

The moon hanging
in the sky – a perfect
shining orb

It shone on us,
highlighting your face
and those eyes

those eyes

(In hindsight,
with everything that
came later

I wish that mass of
81 billion tonnes
– give or take a few –

had fallen
on your
beautiful head.)

No comments:

Post a Comment