Our Lives Are Prayer Alone (1-16/07)

Our lives lie rigid,
Metal lines curling round
The mountain side,
While the snow melts to
The warmth on your track,
It sticks hard to the skin of mine.
Our lives are parallel.

But I rather prefer to meet
To hold your face in my palms
To shelter ourselves in embraces
Long and slow
But we've only a constant distance,
And the ties that bridge.
Our lives are prayer alone