Till Next

In the next life
And the one after that
I hear a circle ring loud
See the sound of symmetry

While I
On my mirrorside
Struggle to feel you against the glass
See you mimicking each move I make
As two trout at lake bottom
Tow each other through water

They see the living current
Glide with it, together
Coloured by the sun far overhead
Fearing it would leave them dead and cold

But water is as deep as time
All we need to do is drown in it
With love as our cyclone
Down into the black hole
Warm and unknowing and true