"When you go" (Edwin Morgan)

                                                                   Saudade.

When you go,

if you go,

And I should want to die,

there's nothing I'd be saved by

more than the time 

you fell asleep in my arms

in a trust so gentle 

I let the darkening room

drink up the evening, till

rest, or the new rain

lightly roused you awake.

I asked if you heard the rain in your dream&

and half dreaming still you only said, I love you.

― Edwin Morgan

Now. Here.

Then one day, just like that
and seemingly out of order,
a gust of pixie dust blows your Universe
open ― a space at a sacred place
in your heart, in your mind
conjure old new wor[l]ds
from the solace of nowhere ―
a promise, in now here.

                                                (just like that)
                                                In a brave instant.