Who were we when first we walked the way,
From lowlit dawn when aught would allay
The torrent trembling within my heartvault,
Battering against my bones of basalt.
Night shined upon us, bright with new song,
Lana’s lilting ballads of love long wrong,
Your skin first against mine, smiling in lieu
Of words unsayable—until you—
You, unbelievable you, your touch,
A torch, a scorch, a thousand suns too much.
This longing life leading me to the sea,
To the shore, your shy eyes: eternity.
A life we made
Joyous and raucous love
A future