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.