Here's this marble heart to give you Sculpted by the schoolyard scrapes And kitchens grapes Fed one by one Cool and sweet beneath my tongue. A wooden heart that's held inside These metal ribs to catch my sighs- And when I feel the need to flee I'll kick start this rusted knee. Inside this ancient Chinese vase Is my very lovely face. Valuable to only me- Filled with cracks that you can't see. My fingers long, the wedding band For I married sugar sand My hair is heaps of fireflies Who whisper sweet their bedroom lies And you will take me by the thread That pulls me back into the bed? And you will take your time to paint Straight lines that divide the saint? And you will watch my crippled frame See Monet inside my pain? I'll open up the garden skies To meet him where the trestles rise. For I have met a man today This time, I may not run away. In my outstretched redwood palm Fate has left me coins and calm. Bite, my lover, as they quiver- The lips that kiss you, Bite the giver.