Summer/House
(for R.)

A space by a sea of hopes
As capricious as the tides
With airy walls thin enough
For the passionate streams
Flowing between our skins

A room expanding contracting like
A womb at the highest moment of bliss
Pushing us towards awareness

We swam the rough surge of our need
Naked unabashed unrestricted

We painted each other’s yearning body
With soft wetness with mud from
The dark clay pit of our hearts

In the furnace of this summer
The winds of our sated sighs
Cooled off the sweat after each romp

We rested then drank each other then played again

For a splinter of eternity this was ours
We furnished it with words
We decorated its walls with could be
We covered the floor with soft-woven desires
We fed each other the salty the bitter the sweet

At dusk we wrapped ourselves in a cocoon of borrowed time
We crawled into each other’s eyes and mouth and skin
Got lost and found and lost and found and lost

We entered sleep joined at the hip and at the heart
Protected by our shell we slept and dreamed
Dawn found us caressing each other still
Amazed at the beauty of now
Aware of the inevitable arrival of fall

September 2006