light

sometime,
in the middle of the night
when the moon goes a bit dim
and the stars are about to sleep
i see the light
in your eyes

and then sometime, 
just as the darkness is about to kill me again
i see the same light
flowing by the water of the river.

the river passes by your house

i know
that night
you have cried

i touch the light
always first gingerly, 
then as if they belong to me.
and then,
i scoop them up, 
one scoop after another
till my soul can take it no longer


night after night
i die, in the depth of my darkness
night after night
i die, in the hollow of your light
night after night
i drown in the the river, flowing by your side