Six VersesFour-Fourteen AMQuick; ink the dream I hadbefore I wokeat four-fourteen Am. Well -I think I touched your warmbare arm, and youliked it butrecoiled.We paced a suburb talking;these days that's allI set my hopes on.Justa loaded conversation;just the hope that youmight want me,then feel badand fade away.Maybe you toodreamed last nightof awkward loveand concreteloyalty.Celsius SongIt's cold where I am, love; the snowhas visited us once and gone.I remember when I longed for shadelike now I long for heat. Come -be my hot water bottle while I sleep.Take off your outdoor clothes andstep into my slippered dreams.Yuletide and Micklemass are past.Winter Solstice flew with the geese.It has been the shortest day and yetthe dark and the cold do notabate.The miles between us spinthe minus temperatures lower.The further I am from lovethe more this globe feelssun's decline.Light my sphere again. Sitby the fire with me sowe wont need it.Slip between lipslike si
Salt-HeartMy love you are my Avalon,my pearly gates, my home that's goneto rest beneath the swirling sea;you're the Atlantis-heart of me.You're every world and all the landswhere loving souls made final stands.You were my sweet forbidden fruitthe siren song of heaven's loot.Adam and Eve left all they knewbut kept each other; I lost you.A greater tragedy than allthe plagues that made great Egypt fall.Your firey sword etched with her namedenies me eden, burns with blame.My paradise is sown with saltAll Angel's wingsHave come to halt.My love, you were Eurydice,putting you trust and love in methrough firey hells and sulphur hot;Orpheus led, as once did Lot,whose fingers fumbled, could not clasp -who faltered; heard a final gasp;left lost a figure made of tears,fixed always in his yester-years.So like all lovers who have doubt,who look and lose, who rave and shout,I also in my terror turnedand saw the sightof all Troy burned.