not forsaken

the days are getting shorter
and the bones are getting softer
the frame is folding
inward
i look and there the tender
sweetness beats
this cannot be forgotten
not forsaken

the time we spent in words
the higher number
not so easy to remember
but how i soar
on the smile that first awakes
at sight of your name
at sound of your
deepened voice
this cannot be forgotten
not forsaken

i wish for a moment
i wouldn't fall apart
in front of you
i always fall apart in front of you
such submission
such disgrace
if i fall apart in front of you
the pieces lying on the floor
at your feet
pick me up
in time and place
the night is gently seeking us
gently calling out our name
in the dark the clouds seem distant
as you stroke my hair
this cannot be forgotten
not forsaken
not mistaken
and the morning sun
will hold us in its wake