Gone

Take me your way, love

not the map askew

where harmonies turn to lust

and intentions turn to dust

Reunion of the bright eyes

twinkling in sunset

those who watch

burying the haste and

Simple-minded views from the edge

Someday we'll choke

now that its gone

we'll come off the rails

where the flowers lay down

Rip out my memories

like fish from a mountain stream

refreshed

over my dead body