Across her body I fled. "You never knew" she said.
All me listened, and listen still. "All things betray you – and I will".
And in her hand sat my hand. Cold the sun and waters ran.
As the deep called me up I named her as my love.
I wandered half the night to cast a secret ring in fire.
We'd been lovers only a short time. Yet I stand, pretty in your mouth.
You and the night slip by. You are incomplete without me.
You were made great. How men left you. A dying star. I almost loved you.