Lament-O Poem by Morgan Michaels

I have lost you, that I know
all I know or need to-
one morning when my back was fro
you slipped away, you slipped away
and only quiet heard me call
that mocked and sent it to
a star, that slung it back, again.
If I could summon you to me
like the bird of falconry
acknowledging dependency
but unforgetful of the sky
captive both and amply free
happy, happy I would be.

When time and times run on ahead
and bring us all that times allow
and we are both at long last dead
oh, so many years from now
will I still see you flit ahead
through the aether, nimbly sped
unreachable, as I do now?