Maybe love?
Some person that changed you?
Some thing that saved you?
What you spend your time on?
Or, how you plan to live long?
The sudden thrill of that night two years ago
with dancing and lights and laughing and smiles?
Some dark tune meant for demons
The whispering thoughts of screamings
And quick wishings for endings
Shivers that have no forgiveness
Revenge on horrors
And slight shifts in location
from the bridge to the river?
For me, right now
It's Maryanne
standing so still at the end of the dock
she is so still
like some flower
a gently coming dawn
a serenely floating lily
peaceful and holy
Perhaps dreaming
Perhaps only sleeping
With me caught in a mystery.