Moon Dust, Say Your Peace

You’re leaving in the morning,

So I hold you a little closer.

Your skin, sad and comfortable,

Like worn silk.

You’re leaving so I try to run my hands through your hair.

Roots so strong I can feel Africa catching in my fingers.

You’re outta here so I breathe you in.

The smell of you leaves me dizzy with cinnamon and hibiscus. 

You’re in the wind when daybreak hits,

So I shut my eyes tight, try and dream up a world where you stay.

I get distracted by your breathing, calm and somber.

Everything will change when you rise like a Phoenix and leave me in the ashes. 

I’ll be covered in the dust of your new dawn

And forgotten, like good dreams in the night.

Go on, Speak Up!