I’m taunted by a ghost of you,
An image engraved upon my eyes.
With every blink, green moons catch
me
And chase with flickering lights.
Rejoice my heart; my mouth does
sing.
Warmth and hope doth newly clothe.
With every blink, green moons catch
me
And chase with flickering lights.
Sweet pain with every quickened
blink
does your image rise again,
Its silhouette shimmers like fading
night
Of nothing else can I pretend.
With every blink, green moons catch
me
And chase with flickering lights.
(revised, 2013)
