Just like we used to be I see us. Below a night sky of rain, and moist inside and wet dripping down to our feet, running our way on the bluff over the bay. Us, lit in laughter with a view off an island cove, framed in the columns of a fortress which no longer stands. It fires my mind. Us fresh out from stripping our skins bare to run our familiar hands over each other's foreign lands. We were swimming under a same moon, which I am diving to retrieve. Now you know my valley of days and I know your ways of flight. I am sure of almost nothing, with a meagre want to ask. Smelling of the tumble down eternal gait, I am in full excavation beyond my reach. I am. Drenched in a belonging, I could say that you are near, without being mine. This time no matter how much I pretend, remembering that same moon still delights me. I know its glow when in the nearness of you in the moment when you came. Do away with me, under a softer rain.