All dreams muffle their music
Fearfully I try to understand
Your world

Far behind
The sky
Seems small today


Canyons divide your glances
If glances say what they mean


Two languishing in the apse
Beneath a hollow sun

Elbowing through doorways
Endless rafts of words
Like nightshades in evergreen lands

A chord like five night trains
One umber hair winding
My lips are too pale for your cheek