Passage

When you needed passage
I pulled you onto
my burning boat
protecting you from waters
bitterly cold
and in that safety
I wished we could have

…continued always…

But you knew me to be
a resident of that
already descending day
and you created
a considerable space
between you and me
choosing not to see
my forfeited forever
my given eternity
and if only your eyes
would have given you away
giving the slightest hint
of solitary tomorrows.

Expressionless and opaque
your face was set like stone
as I carried you along
nothing to give
nothing to say
but still holding on
biding your time
watching for the day to end
waiting for a new dawn. 

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