Time
Passing -- A Miscellany of Poems; ŠThor May 1996 index |
AGE
Our wish is ten years overdue, my love.
The old spiders of death
Are creeping out of your skin.
They will devour us, my love,
These chalky crevices of skin
Where body passion grew.
A sticky web of doubt has caught
The dewbloom of my will, my love,
To love you true.
Thor, 1976