You think I pushed you away;
And you’ll always believe that I
Disappeared in the fugitive dark,
Implying that love and desire
Were dry and empty reeds far
Away from the flood and the rain.
But before I turned and fled
And ran loose in the night,
I could see there was no place
For me in your life apart from
Empty filling in between others
Until you could go to warmer
Climes and better hands, sweet
When you swim in the dry wind
You crave and dust you desire.
