what means apart? -- for Eitan

sometimes i don't know what to write;
sometimes it won't stop pouring out,

but

for all intents and
purposes, this is
a poem of promised love--
falling
neither upon
deafened ears, nor deadened heart.

what means apart?

an upturned face will catch the rain.
an outward gaze will find its place.
where the siren kills, the lighthouse calls:
beckon is as beacon, and mice
and angels
sing thanks in chorus--

for lovers united,
love reignited
(burning as fire on the lovelorn rocks)
and the manifold waves:
curling soulless seafoam
into the shore.

a rock-bitten embrace
for merpeople unabsolved--
but not so for us.

we will meet in the golden light of September:
saltless tears, neither yours nor mine.

we will fold into every last recess;
we will repeat, we will echo;
mice and angels will sing their chorus--

and every day, we will begin again
with our thanks,
our fire,
our saltless tears
and something that's left to be sung.