When the Folds of My Cloth Collide With the Firmament
I can see you in the corner of my eye
I will keep you here as long as you like
will you respond to my calling?
How will I know you are the one?
what are my intentions?
another path that leads to the house?
another house that is the same house
where the floor is torn away
where I can see the cars and other worlds go by
O
To hold you in this place
stars streaming in real time
I am longing for the dawn
of a sun I have never seen
we lived before the moon
remember the time spent in the sea?
under the crashing waves
I can tell it is you
when can we talk together
like I talk to this page?
will you find me,
will I find you finding me?
in the basement, the attic ,
or on the wings of a great bird
I fly to you in my delirium
when my spirit hits my matter
when the folds of my cloth collide with the firmament
we will know
Copyright © Robert Sciasci | Year Posted 2012
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