Look! The air shudders when you breathe it in.
Never in its cold flight from north to south,
Over hill's height, field's reach, lake's languid skin,
Was such warm substance as your waiting mouth.
The high noon sun clangs in your eyes, a yell
Of purest yellowness. My blue eyes catch
In yours the sound of seeing a bell.
Your body burns the daylight like a match.
Looking at you, common sense is senseless.
The natural truth of touching is a lie
When hands view visions. Each sense is defenseless
When love deranges simple time so we
Live only in the quick eternity
Between the breathed-in air and breathed-out cry.
