Twirling flowers you picked for me
so sweet
Junipers high in the quick
summer's heat
You're sweetly in age and
no time is ours
Passed you gently but
never in my arms

Your breath lingers over
my pale white skin
Closeness and apartness are
growing thin
Needing the ****** of your
motorless wings
To the reproach, that for which
my name sings

Duty destroys and
time is a begger
Please hide your eyes
from the leachy fetter