Maya

Oceans like this type of softness are dark
Night closing on them
The satisfaction a disaster of wilderness
Where again I find you a cripple in a birds nest
Musically tearing bits of shell from your brown face
You again are darkness in a nest
Your face descends from night again
A musical crippled in satisfaction
When you leap from wilderness and tear your face in the soft sky
Your love is like a falling flame
It sputters and goes out again
It shoots a line across the sky
It shimmers and warms up the night
Keeps falling and falling and falling
Your love is like a falling flame
Keeps falling and falling and falling
It shimmers and warms up the night