careless words come between us
preceding cold silence
and one moment only
before we had been laughing
lying so close together
you now as a cold
stone planet
spinning all alone to the
far side of the darkbed
and my own planet
lost and off course
is heated with confusion
struggles to regain its orbit
but our universe has slipped
itself out of gear
and through the dark
I can hear
though it comes on so softly
the rain begin to fall
all over your world
Peterborough Poets 