That's it. I knew it, he bolted.
Saw the side I kept turned away
As we revolved around each other
Matched his rotation as he revealed
His roughed edges and smooth swelling tides
And I kept up with this dance
Kept my face to him always
Always the rest kept behind
He had the greater pull
His, the greater presence
I could never hope to hold
Those vast oceans cupped in two hands
Slipping back through, everytime
Though I tried
He surely knew now
That I had no light of my own
Just the face that I showed
Reflecting the warmth of others
That I wanted to give
Even this face that I show
With a wan crescent smile
Or coloured wax glossed lips
Did not phase him
When I felt too big
Or folded in small
He was there
Even then when I seemed
To have gone through it all
With him
I kept the rest behind me
So, it really is my fault
I know
But still I fear to see him fled
Nothingness and space
Where once he danced with me
And yet I raise myself to find
Him surely bolted next to me
Bolts and rivets, screws and nails,
He's not going anywhere
As he explains to me that
All along I've had no less
A force upon him too
My eyes grey
His green-blue
I think we'll find our way.
