Full moon
above clouds and tree.
Eternal.

Pain in my gut.
Bird calls drift
through an autumn dusk.

Eyes closed
by an afternoon sun...
Head on her lap.

Upside down face
Eyes me from the tree...
Drops and swoops away.

Curtain sways...
Sound of leaves
through a screen door.

Rain taps on still leaves.
Cold dusk
Becomes night.