a coward’s roar

daffodil

brave and yellow

in the green grass

capturing the sun

be sad soon

for winter always comes

*

moving on

will seem like not moving

for a while

longer than the two of you

maybe

like maybe you could get

back and

move on together

but like the waves

sometimes the moon is

not in the sky

to pull back against

the earth

because it is the wind

that causes the crests

and rests today

and brings the clouds

that are shaped like her

until they

move on

disappearing into breaths

with the weight of rain

that meets the waters again

in kisses

*

she said that it was time

and i said for what

and she said for another was

and i thanked her

for her time at the present