Movements Poem by Maya Hanson

I'm searching for a simple movement
a rundown heart misplaced
I want back all this time I spent
memorizing your face

I'm giving up again on burning
all this to the ground
I want lines and signs and circles
I want to finally be found

And all the stars in the darkest night
can't tell me what I see
And all the cars with broken headlights
keep giving up on me

But now I've only touched the sun
I can't even stay awake
late enough to remember you and
moonlight on the lake

Movements like loneliness shelter
shadows and sea foam
Slow motion makes everything beautiful
maybe I could call you home

Lift your hand up to the blacklight-
if we could slow down time
We could stitch ourselves together
like a rescue and a rhyme