The Ice Tree

At six in the morning the ice in the tree thaws
Into the millpond returns to the deep
I caress where my lover once lay by my side
Before I turned inwards and forced her to fly
We try to connect with the people outside
They pass through our slumber
Like trains in the night
I caress where my lover once lay by my side
Before I turned inwards and forced her to fly
After the cold night the raindrops that froze
Melt into the thin air
Like the footsteps of ghosts
I caress where my lover once lay by my side
Before I turned inwards and forced her to fly
For she could not know me For I know not myself
And without understanding
Love isn’t enough