I burned some incense today
It curled in my nostrils and made me cry
Or maybe that was the thought of you
It was on my clothes for hours and weeks, the heavy smoke coiling delicately in the back on my mind and you in my heart and diamonds on my cheeks.
I was in the garden today – or was it tonight?
The moon was out, the sun was too
He’s dying, the moon, fading away
The way you did
But there’s still the sun, isn’t there?
I can’t remember the day I met you
It was a day like any other
Nothing of consequence took place except that monumental moment when your eyes caught mine.
I didn’t think, at the time, that some day you would change me so completely that I would look in the mirror and those eyes would stare back at me and belong to a stranger
I didn’t think that I would ever love you.
There’s an eyeball on my hand today
I put it there especially
So that I would remember to look out for you
Not that I need reminding
You stand out.
I climbed a tree today
And read a book
And sailed away on a Spanish galleon
But still you were in my head
That agonising incense smell as fresh as ever, a ghostly reminder of a time when I didn’t know love exists
I suspect you’ll stay with me forever