I lie on the earth
With a rose
And my eyes both
On the moon
Hearing tunes
That remind me of you.
I sit on the ground
And I bleed
You were
Within these garden walls
But left here no seed.
Because I told you not to
So that I could choose to
Leave
As has always been
And may always be
Because I love to be alone
With the night
Sleepy in my garden
Washed with rose scent
And moon light
Unmoved and silent
Unused and quiet
Though I do miss you.
Sometimes.