Moon-guarded garden
you were curtained from me
as the rain fell hard then
and between us, the trees
You blinked and were born
As your eyelashes froze
You were lit by the storm
Flew up with the crows
And what points to the moon
Is not the moon
I looked twice at your face
You were gone too soon
Autumn-burned image
your fire touched my lips
Alone on our bridge
I watch the leaves kiss the ships
So what points to the moon
Is not the moon
I looked twice at your face
You were gone too soon
You left evidence, a glow in my mind
Radiant evidence
It points to the sky
But what points to the moon
Is not the moon
No what points to the moon
Is not the moon
And it’s permanent noon
You left me too soon
