Get Away 2 Poem by Mountain Man

Get away from me, she says.As her memory is frozen
in time.
time does not bring me
peace.
Time a distant sunset in Moscow.
Immobile, an impossible dream.

Get away lad.
For karma is mad.Sad, sad, sad.
On a millenium night as the poets race.
To her grace just like
her majesty.
As she speaks in your
dreams.
Dreams of meeting her lover
sometime in the distance of a crying baby.
Feel this love it has
given you.
You at the crossroads of your being.