Bonfire

Its getting late

Think I'll turn in

The moon is out and it's much to cold to swim

I left your photo in this pool

With all the thoughts I weave in order to recall you

You

Out in the pale grey moth light sky

I see my breath like ghosts to fragile to take flight

I held the photo to the light

And traced the symmetry as fingerprints divide

Divide

And I'll keep moving westward

Along these streets at once descending

Shift beneath the floorboards

Of our bed as you lie sleeping

Set ablaze the violet room

To dissolve the memory of

All our wonder unavenged

Silence keep repeating

Its the same

Its the same

Lets get cold together

Together

Lets get cold together

Oh together

Lets get cold together

Together

Lets get cold together

Oh together

Memoryhouse