I flew across the wind, across the snow, and
Delicate was rosemary, echoing summer lust
And sultry pollen, unlocked by spring homecoming.
I smelt it in the air, curve of my neck and back
Grew solemn, with every passion's moment
In every flutter of its wings.
I felt your warmth beside me, a star exploded
And left a black hole,
And agonized against the chill of
Fragile, find yourself a monument and go to sleep -
You're early - upon a bronze pedestal with
Smarting frosting feet.