Moon Children

They are coming to get us you said
So sing a bit louder
I’ll hear you instead. 

Under an ice cold glaze 
We were sprinting through forests and tangled trees
The wind in your hair 
You looked at me like 
This was right where, this we should be.

I twisted an ankle under my skirt
And fell right then.
They were around me again 
Hiding in shadow-play.

You know how it is when you are young,
Careless and free. 
The World for eyes and illuminated 
And how is it that that’s just what,
How we’re meant to be.

Still now I swear I see them
Now Manifesting out of glitter
Stormily stomping 
Flooding like a river
Over the roads where we begin. 
In silvery undertones of moonlight.