Eclipse

I want to    
wear you  
like a cloak    
hanging    
from the edge    
of a sullen chair    
   
waiting    
for  
the ocean murmurs    
to start    
   
hopes and dreams    
under foot    
now    
blooming all around me    
   
won't you    
   
Come.    
   
close    
with the solemn dagger's    
thrusting motion    
   
and  
   
all the signs    
of being bothered    
by    
a lunar eclipse.