満月 (Full Moon)

満月 (Full Moon)

I want you like the moon.

There's an empty cargo train returning from the coast.

Take this longing as a gift -

allow it to fuel my pen.

Imagine kissing so softly

and holding hands in the front seat of your car.

Look what love has done.

Glass panes the size of elephants,

looking west, across the Bay Bridge

from an empty loft

with the wistful, contemplative

Koln Part I

and Keith Jarrett's piano giving me

no choice but to appreciate this

primal, real flow of water.

- April 2014