Through the night sky ,
I watched the cup of a rose
fill with the sky’s tears.
Spilled water seeps to earth
it seeps to eyes of bone.
Lost the wonder of your touch the pale
sun around your lips, the moon inside
So much wish to touch past the stars
and burst that skin that holds grey sky.
Pulling back the past the curtained night
to change it into day.
Then maybe I could see her face as flowers
subside in rain.
Then maybe i could see your face
as flowers subside in rain.