My arms are inviting
Open wide and my heart is warm
You get lost
Running in your own maze
I could lay out breadcrumbs but my name is not Grettle
My lips are silk
Eager to discover you
But you get lost
Running towards or from
I could comfort or cut like a knife but you don’t know
My eyes are mirrors
Reflecting winter and spring
It’s ok to get lost
Just run in circles, get lost in your maze
I am there in the middle waiting for an end and a beginning
I took with me to bed last night
The moon
Thigh touching thigh
His luminous cheek on mine
Lips unmoving
Our faces conversed
In the dark
The mist of his breath
In my dreaming ear
My fingers asleep on his neck
His cold hair covered my eyes
While the body made round mine
A liquid fortress
A sheep cried in the night
A raccoon stirred
And several times I woke
To make sure he was really there
But some time in the night
A disappearing love
He drew the quilt around me
And transient
Stole away
