Tuesday, 16 February 2016

You came to my bed

You came to my bed
when I summoned you,
across desserts,
across mountains,
across plains,
across oceans,
you came -
obedient to my call
of your own free will.

Of your own free will
you reluctantly left -
without saying goodbye -
saying -
Just until,
Just until.

Until the sunsets touch the sea.
Until the winds blow.
Until the dew is on the grass
and the leaves turn green.

Until the last day
beyond the end of time

Valentine valediction

What to wake you with?
The breaking of waves?
The cronk of a raven?
A vixon screaming
for her mate?
A cow beasting
in a field nearby?

These are the jewels of your ears.

What to bedeck you with?
The sun sparking off breakers?
The bracken waving in the wind?
The sands shifting patterns?
Or a sky that reaches to the edge of time?

These are your raiment of the days.

And then to wrap you in a sunset
before holding you in my arms.