Cry gently, my love, in parting,
loud tears mar the time we shared as one.
Weep softly, to music,
errant chords plucked at only just begun.
Tread lightly, my sweetness,
fragile heart may break at one more tap.
Embalm me, my angel,
fly to me, wing’d aura be your guiding map.
Know nothing need part us,
no distance, time, nor space created in between.
Be ready, alert to
my sighs arising, soft slowness pitched to keen.
Stand steady, my fortress,
strength of Everest to your scaling feet.
Awaken my dreaming,
shift silken drapes, in dawn’s rays we meet.
scottishmomus 