right ascension

for e.e.

When all is right, I wander back to you,
my smiles becoming stoic lines again.
I wonder back to when your eyes were blue,
when possibilities were wondered through.

All these nostalgic wounds opened afresh
(I wonder back to you, wand'ring again).
I see you in the stars and in the mesh,
in space and faces, everything precious.

You are in hope, in science and romance,
in everything that'd give you life again,
in chemists' notes and all the masters' chants.
I wander in a moment, at a glance.

They say it's futile, and it is, perhaps,
for you are dead and gone, I wander maps
of spirit, stone, and pain. I don't collapse,
I wander back to you, wond'ring again.