Stirring coffee with a wooden spoon
Soaking in the love that I squeeze into you
Until you give a little shiver
And the Erin-glow shines from your face
I’m remembering your peeking eyes,
Those scurrying footsteps,
Your fingers curled on my side.
My wound is a lake filled with your unending love.
Reflected in the water is a star that’s little and red
And shines with the light of 1000 suns—
By luck and fate and will, it’s existed forever
And for two years more inside me.
Oh, Andrew! so beautiful.