GrooveLily

Copyright © 2006 by Milburn & Vigoda

BEAUTY
No one is nigh
The world is asleep
The moon is so high
The water’s so deep


No one can hear
No one can see
No one comes near
To watch over me

BEAUTY & GROUNDSKEEPER’S SON
Only the stars
And they’ll never tell
The night is all ours
And we’re spending it well

I’ve not felt so light
Since I don’t know when
The next moonlit night
Will you meet me again and again and again—
we are

Drifting around on the verge of discovery
Drifting, dripping, diving into
The water so close as we orbit each other
I’m always almost never touching you

GROUNDSKEEPER’S SON
Clothes cast aside
Dark all around
I float on the tide
I don’t make a sound
I don’t speak my mind
I don’t go too far
I won’t cross that line
No I dare not forget who I am, who you are, and

BOTH
You and I like pebbles travel
In our separate circles
Each in someone else’s pocket
Not in our control

But when you drop us in the water
Each one makes concentric circles
Ever growing, intersecting
You could touch my soul


Pebbles descending, their patterns extending
Ripples expanding and weaving and blending
Till the surface is as smooth as glass again

When I see your face
It’s so hard, I find
To remember my place
I have to remind myself time after time as we’re

Drifting around on the verge of discovery
Drifting, dripping, diving into
The water so close as we orbit each other
I’m always almost never touching you...