On Having Lost Natalie

[tectak]

"On Having Lost Natalie"


I thought I knew you once. 
A strange dog, an orphan of the spell, 
I watched you escape into darkness.
 I watched the long grasses stop short
 in the lost edges of your walking.
 Your shadow moved within the moon. 
A revolution. A silence. 
Summer was a green sleeve of wind:
 thin, approaching, full of forgetful rememberings,
 and I was a standing shadow of light,
 tall and transfixed.
 We were two small waterbodies, passing between. We watched a river red evening, 
where there wasn't one. 
We played in an old stone house of the world.
 Soft as children, lost as broken light, 
our bodies crystal as each new stroke of
 falling rain brushed us near the edge. 
We watched the trees, oh soft eternal dark madonna, gather in the skirts of the rain.
A strange dog escaped into darkness. 
And the night had passed too slowly 
for us to finish exploring the wind.

This is worth workshopping. If you want it moved to Serious just say the word. If you like it as it is no one will will be offended except your Muse. Well done. Tectak(mod)