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.