The boards of wood beneath us
Could break and drift away
And carry every whispered promise
Out from this sacred place
A teardrop on the moonrise
A borrowed Summer smile
Some half-protected imperfections
Wake the wayless wild
Reflection swells and shimmers
A firm but fragile seam
That points across a million lives and
Leaves no space between
The rhythm in your ribcage
The glow behind my eyes
Some barely spoken hopes elope and
Lift the landless light