Diana Stelter
Midnight
For you I would go backwards
go would I back for you any
direction forward you'd come
for me
for you
back I'd go
climbing circles turning in
on each other spirals of time
arching aching my hands travel all
distances between points time becomes
something that happens to other people
for you I become the spaces between time
closes the spaces between us
take me in your hands travel down my
back backwards through every direction
come forwards for me I'll meet you halfway