Everyone has left by now, alone so I could be.
Paper, pencil and my thoughts, accompanying me.
Way past bedtime, rest and dreams, no-one in the room.
It’s just me, my thoughts and I, walking on the moon.
Please listen to me just this once
and darling, listen good.
I know why you are stuck
and why so fragile is your mood.
Where have all the honeybees, long since been whisked away,
the silence in the fields of flowers, echoing their fate.
Their daily dance of humming, used to keep my mood at bay,
yet now an eerie madness creeps within me, as of late.
“A friendship that like love is warm; A love like friendship – steady.
A friend who truly loves a friend will never come undone.
No rain or thunderstorm could daunt a friend from standing ready.
“Although for friends are bodies two, their dwelling souls are one.”
Lion Lion, in a cage
Why are thine eyes so filled with rage,
Which inhuman did dare he
Confine in bars, take captive thee?