stay

i can never make them stay.

they are like orbits

always in motion

around me but

never holding my hand.

they are like shooting stars

who light up my nights

for one black sky

and die.

they are the people

who come and go

like the ebb and flow

of the ocean bed.

i never stay.

my legs are

made of air

and my spirit

is the moon.

when the wolves howl

and the owls cry

my soul lies still

on a grey stone.

the day has faded

into the emptiness

and all the people

have abandoned the forest.

but i stayed.

stay with me?