In

I lie awake for seven nights
Running a knife over myself

Birth of Child

A bit of the savage stayed with me

And I gave myself to you

This circularity led to love

Which lasted as long it could be.

The savagery now birthed

Twice in three years

A set of sons who ravage

Your breast to be.

My love shall know blood

When all will be new again

This circle of a circle

Will know no end

With time as witness

The savage will live.

Desert Love

Our love is bound by chasms

Silted with shadows

In parts horological

And parts foibles.

You will be my ruin

And yours, I.

In this circle of time

Wilting flowers 

And desert rhymes

Will descend lovingly

On our entangled flesh.

Only in death

Can lovers unite

When flesh corrodes flesh

Can lovers smile.