so I lean back, lip-read the heavens talking on in light, syllabic stars. I see, at last, they pray at us. Your breath is midnight’s, living, on my skin, across the miles between us , fields and motorways and towns, the million lit-up little homes. 10 This love we have, grief in reverse, full rhyme, wrong place, wrong time, sweet work for hands, the heart’s vocation, flares to guide the new year in, the days and nights far out upon the sky’s dark sea. Your mouth is snow now on my lips, cool, intimate, first kiss, a vow. Time falls and falls through endless space, to when we are. 15 You (R) Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head, 1 so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name, like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables like a charm, like a spell. Falling in love 5 Is glamorous hell; the crouched, parched heart like a tiger ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin. Into my life, larger than life, beautiful, you strolled in. I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine, in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze, 10 staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,
so I lean back, lip-read the heavens talking on in light, syllabic stars. I see, at last, they pray at us. Your breath is midnight’s, living, on my skin, across the miles between us , fields and motorways and towns, the million lit-up little homes. 10 This love we have, grief in reverse, full rhyme, wrong place, wrong time, sweet work for hands, the heart’s vocation, flares to guide the new year in, the days and nights far out upon the sky’s dark sea. Your mouth is snow now on my lips, cool, intimate, first kiss, a vow. Time falls and falls through endless space, to when we are. 15 You (R) Uninvited, the thought of you stayed too late in my head, 1 so I went to bed, dreaming you hard, hard, woke with your name, like tears, soft, salt, on my lips, the sound of its bright syllables like a charm, like a spell. Falling in love 5 Is glamorous hell; the crouched, parched heart like a tiger ready to kill; a flame’s fierce licks under the skin. Into my life, larger than life, beautiful, you strolled in. I hid in my ordinary days, in the long grass of routine, in my camouflage rooms. You sprawled in my gaze, 10 staring back from anyone’s face, from the shape of a cloud,