You Sleep There—a Verse Forced To Me, Like A Light Arrow, The Star Stands Above Poem by Catherine Yen

Open page 221 of Cohen’s “Book of Longing”,
Saw you sleep there
Flattening like a dried flower
The light penetrates
Infusing like the red blood
Awakening you from the golden dawn
You crawl slowly in the leaf page
Finding the lost words
The soft marble-like verse
Inlay the deep relief of gold
Torn the cover
Torn the book
The stories all untied
I saw myself
In the book
The strawberry hair
The bronze skin
The tight body like a canvas
In your strong arms like a trunk
Singing the sweetest little song
You go your way
I’ll go your way too