Those three words
of a sudden
pounded in my ears,
and echoed searing through my vessels;
They tumbled all
the way
down,
to find within my breast
a rusted, sleeping drum:
*
My entire body rang
like a pinched nerve
with that familiar crystalline magnetic
that weaves the restless dreams of skyward eyes,
and drags our seizing hearts into the night,
that floods the weary’s lungs with scent of rain,
and ***** the ears of midnight wolves to give them pause.
You woke me, and I kissed you hard and warm;
I thanked you, for I didn’t know
If my eyes would ever see again.