Blood Moon

The blood moon
follows us
from the castle to
the river, where we assemble
Mexican food
upon its island's shore.
Our plan from a month ago
was to come here,
bringing foods and wine
and something to lay down on.

Tonight we let chance
replace our effort.
We go
guided by nothing
and all the beauty
it is famous for. We walk
and finish the day apart
together.

Tomorrow
your bleeding will start,
and the dreams
that connect us beyond
so much we don't know
in this world.

I will awake
with your ring lost
upon my heart.


by jerry gordon
10.10.2014