Wake up and follow me like fingertips making way down your spine
and I will disband love and laughter to mark the path from March to me
leaving heavy minutes of time in your mind and putting prints in your memory
of you and I kissing in nearly pain and reaching as if empty handed
I stand facing backwards from three months into spring and then summer
and I draw you through each second like the lightest sighs rent in water
pushing gentle lapping waves soft like eyelashes on your skin and smile
the way I see you always in the dark but by light from your window
there is something that has happened and plays as if music in your eyes
and I can watch it stretch and dazzle when there is nothing but sleeping sounds
singing in my ears and heaving ever upwards with your chest and heart
that I can feel also when I cover you with my body like shadows and like light