I. When daylight drops like pearls slipping from the ties that bind, I will wear the night wide eyed and unadorned.
II. I cannot tell if I miss you or if I miss the heartbeat.
I see why the forbidden streets are lit up by eyes after dark
and why pulses race to the beat of another or fade in the absence.
III. I think it strange that you can turn it on and off ,
so that I am constantly caught in the electrical current of your indecision.