Bursts

Paved, gold has molten away
shape-shifted desire
released and relegated
to be alone

the derelict dove hovers
over an odious mountain
held in truth's past
closely abreast

love why hath thou beseeched me
as your far away sun and
your far away moon wander

why have the mountains moved on
and the wonders all escaped

withered why
with thy wind hast Moby
letting your caged up dovelets
up and flown free

love why hath thou beseeched me
as your far away sun and
your far away moon plunder

darkened days, tripped
on her way, derth and death
escaped, left broken
still, lest bursts asunder