Had I The Soft Moonlight In My Palms Poem by Mark Heathcote

I would lie with you under the stars
And walk on waves to another shore
Listening to the sea wave guitars
I would drown and thirst forevermore

I would zigzag across dead deserts
And snakelike whisper I love only you.
I'll take your love in fleeting excerpts
Suffer those endless pangs to woo you.

I'm a map still waiting to be paved
Walked alongside, orienteer -
Now to find me, and be love enslaved
Let the bars of ocean waves steer -

You, guide you to me and heal my scars.
Had I the soft moonlight in my palms
I would bathe you in its reservoirs
Piece back those far-flung stars from their shards.