Backwards talking knight, his honey-trap lunch box saddle hung Upside-down buckled-below, so kind he –
He taught me all the right moves: how to get from here to there A simple L-direct and I’m gone.
The bluff, your key chain –
I’d toss it off you know
And it is forever lost to the abyss.
Me, your once ghost of electricity
My howling cheekbones, my lemon-lime eyes, my ecstatic face All scream and shout and shake it up
This my farewell kiss –
Oh the small-talk, the gossip, the buzz
I’m sick to death of it ...
At dawn my lover did not come to me –
Did not tell me of his dreams.
So much for Eden – This must not be the place.
I have been searching for him
My once upon a time he, who said
I love you I love you I love you
And you, another, who I saw through my magnifier lens Whose scent I caught, so heady (did you know)
I pray for you (and you me?), official mind-blowers we
I owe you nothing, nor you me
Our mutual conscience co-exploding
The deep-sea fish about us in blue waters Shimmering and glimmering –
As I dive the calm shallows, Oia
I am she. I am her. I’m the one you’ve been seeking. Come: this side of the mirror –
Find me delicate and pointing,
Quiet in the throb of the rain.