Questions from the Moon

 I take the long way 

Drive slow 

With the music in low 

Try my best to remember 

As little as I can 

I chase the moon

All the way home 

And when I catch her shine

Like the secret that was once your smile 

she becomes 

the only body 

The only gravity that can pull me away 

From you 

And for a moment 

An hour 

An evening

I am free 

And then 

Like a flood 

Suddenly and all at once 

I wonder 

Are you looking too?  

Holding

I hold the space 

The silence 

The distance between 

Every part of us that was once Pili 

I tell myself the sacred story called letting go 

Every morning

I say your name until 

The water of you washes over me 

Until I am submerged I the memory of you

Until I learn to move 

Under the weight of that love 

I become a stranger to myself in your company 

A woman of all limbs 

But no feelings 

I am the stoic figure called forgotten 

And every minute the breath I caught from the back of your throat 

Grows further away 

So I turn in your direction 

Hoping to catch another 

Or perhaps your glance 

But as far as I can tell 

You never look back