The Golden Sexuality
That exists between the sea
And the moon that moves the tide
Is electricity in our eyes
Is the fire of perfect thunder
Is the absence of hunger
Because the fullness of our souls
Is the eve runs of wholes
And in the nights that we don’t talk
Together do our spirits walk
Out against another harsh
Arm in arm in the dark
Now I don’t dare speak your name
And Lord knows you do the same
But somewhere in the mists of time
You have to trust that you are mine
And will be remade in my arms
Ring no bells and no false alarms
For this will be done as such
I love you, very much