TWIST

Twist,
as dandelions blow
across fields of gray.
Apart we are
though never alone.
I see you still
if dreams conceal,
Know that you are
in my thoughts surreal.

Dangle,
as the willow’s swoon.
Gossamer veil draped
about the beguiling moon.
Constant you guide
in memories eye,
simple renderings too,
My darling missed,
Now twist.