You said I was a flower
You plucked me up
You couldn't resist
Now I'm limp
...
About to prowl
Watch me change
Eyes black - dilated
I can see more than is human
...
I'm riding a big horse tonight
He's strong
Gorgeous - I'm in love
I don't care where he takes me
...
If you are with a real man
You are at war
A real woman knows
What roams their blood
...
The world is dead
But for those who are passing over
And the babes arriving
For they come and go in these hours
...
Poet born in Belfast, Ireland.)
Tender Night
My lover's
Breathing body
Comes behind me
Twice my size
Arm cross my breast
He is my maker
Skin cradled
Dressed in blankets
Made of rib
Gentle cells
In collapse
Locked and woven close
A design greater than us
He whispers
A wordless language
From an eyeless place