Not now, in August nights - as when <br />I walked wide sands alone, <br />where sea pulls shore, <br />and wished for him who’d paused with me <br />to hear this hush below the Perseids - <br />I’d hide from this common moon <br /> <br />whose light floods sparks that streak black skies again... <br /> <br />Now no sad oceanic trails <br />remind this empty hand of his-in-mine, <br />nor leaving or oncoming tides <br />of turning waves endow what's lost or spent. <br />I could not wish for more - <br />not now, as then.<br /><br />Jacqui Thewless<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/not-now-as-then/
