(For Cushla: Valentine’s Day 2009)
You are there
Where else would you be
(would be your answer)
Where else but here
Heart knows
Head
Not so assured
It is an endless fascination
Skin like shot silk
Then
Light through yonder window breaks
Breaks up
Cracks up
There you are
I am here too
This is a mystery
This
Ambiguity
This
Whodunit
Or more like
This
How did it
But it is
There
And here
You there
Me here
Separated
(as always)
By
A soft and sighing child
Naked
Kicking like a foetus still
He is this trinity’s hub
He
Is
The
Issue
In and of himself
He is one
The one
One
Third
But
One
Alone
He is there
And you are there
You are beautiful
Soft
Delicate
Sleeping
You have plover’s eggs
Balanced on each breath
The feather of life
Levitating
Airborne
The
Rise and fall
Delay
(that lingering mortal tick)
Then
Rise and fall
Rise and fall
Rise and fall
Once more
I wait for the sneeze of life
Tihe Mauriora!
It does not come
Though
It does not come
Nor do the freckles
(remote controlled)
Dit dit dit dit dit
Work
The magic of beginnings
In this soundless
Aging
Panoramic
Place
I am
Softish
Irritable
Insomniac
Awake
(ever, ever)
But this is about you
That ordinary sun
Paralysed
In
Shafts of dust-laden light
Invades the space
Sandwiched
Between
God and you
Fusing
Connecting
Marrying
With the copper in your hair
You are alive in sleep
Radiant in that optimistic dawn
I
Cannot
(will not)
Wake you
The sun hesitates to leave
Risks
Breaking that tenet of time
That says
Move on, old sun
Lest you be caught in that boy’s bastard net
Move on
Sun
Hesitates
Wonders
Is it worth the wrath
Of this grey and Wall Street world
To stay one russet moment longer
One
Nanosecond
Conservative to the last
Sun tries hard
Bathes the room
In one last paragon of gold
Burnishes the auburn dawn with splendour
And
Leaves the day
Lit by your nobility
Lit by your love
Your trust
And
In your face rests honour, truth and loyalty
Reprise:
No sooner met but they looked;
No sooner looked but they loved;
No sooner loved but they sighed;
No sooner signed but they asked one another the reason;
No sooner knew the reason but they sought the remedy;
And in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage
dykiegirl 