Departing
I don't know how to begin again
after being this long away
it never really came natural anyway
looking over shoulders into gray
to make sure no one would see us
loving that would shock them stiff
should we have ever gotten caught
we’d both hang from a cliff.
It was only fascination at the start
I got what I wanted and more
you got what you wanted, that's it
could it be near what it was before?
And if it was, and stays awhile
where would we go from there?
we know shimmer fades and dies
leaving the broken, these four corners dare
to be filled with you and then
crumble
to the ground in the rumble
of the departing?