Poetry: Before the Sunrise

It is not when your heart is full
that you feel the weight of all that you have
It’s when you pull away
Driving out under cover of darkness
Leaning south
down the water road
Strings begin to pull
Leading from my heart to theirs
Stretched taut over the miles-
Water color sky
Bruised by morning-
A magic word not yet imagined
For the steel blue water
Interrupted by black boats across the bay
in this spare morning light
Away, away again
To somewhere else
Where it’s too noisy to hear my heart
Or to notice that spider thin thread
I left behind on the road
that leads me back to home.

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