We were thieves
Starlight on our backs, the dark in our eyes
The taste of the wind on our lips
Your hands gripping the wheel, mine cupped
around the beating green heart in my lap
Leaving a path of smoke in our wake
We dreamt the future, castle towers brushing the sky
and endless treasures hidden in the depths of the world,
Ours for the taking
Fleeing and exhilarated, we’d already forgotten
the mother we’d left behind
We set the wheel going and didn’t stop
and didn’t notice as the heart stopped beating
Green veins slowly dappled black and blue
choked by the threads we had spun
We held our mother’s heart, withered in our hands
Back to dust
By then, we were lonely, and trapped
in a web of glass shards
of our own making.
So we waited and watched our towers fall
our treasures burn away, and we waited
and we waited for our mother’s arms to wrap around us once more.