Vicky

She asks where is home, remembers every broken promise, including what is known, what comes to meet you, dances within her still, the grace that bestows her due, bird flight is mostly known, black Cormorants hunt for fish, her moonlit eyes are gone, trapped within her own curfew, her face to the wind, she has to seek untruths, blue notes a soul alone, for the Curlews we miss, white breasts atone, who will tend her bones, how beautiful her kiss, does a river wash on stone, dance to make her wish ?