Fall
I felt hungry and crisp like a dry night
And ached in bones for your breath’s caress
And, to be nearer you, slept on sofas
And, for your touch, ran my tired heart on fumes
Did you know how I felt? Ask me — Ask me —
Did you feel that cavernous desire?
In your focus, like a tungsten needle,
I see infinity; In your voice only
Hear all truth; Gentle creature, do you know
The pain of glancing off your armor?
Or my self-consuming joy in your arms?
In our silent peace, in our love’s cavern
I see your delicate eyelashes blink
And reach to meet your warm embrace.
Zoa