my ambivalent sweetheart,
don't shy from my love--
these veins run through all things.

i see you on the fruiting vines
a wild-haired woman
running down the street
to apologize

i see it in your homebound eyes,
she's made it just in time.

if you give me what i'm looking for
we'll die a happy death
and no one's words could ever change
our polished paradigm.

and rough in love was breath--
but if you're looking for a body
i will give you mine.

i will give you mine.
i will give you fine, fine jewelry
i'll make it from the sky.

and what do you mean you miss me?
i am right here, we're here
my lover, don't be shy.