Sing me high

Sing me low

Your range of canon spins

Your easy trills linger

Linger in my room

Away, away your notes go

Come back, I beg, once

But never again

I know you’re far

Too far out of reach

Just beyond the tips of my fingers

But I remember your touch

Your warmth

Your softness

Take me if you would

If you want

Quell my never ending dreaming dust

Sprinkled about my pillow

On my sheets

On my floor

In this now silent house

House I no longer call home

It’s been years

Years too long

You’re not a weed to me

In fact your the most beautiful of flowers

Swaying, soft, indefinable

Warm

Drink me like the ink that stains me

The captured high of light

Take me away from all I know

For you

Are all

I wish

To know