Your elegance Transforms The notes I etch out From this violin To your sides Purloined by the curves of many waves In the theft of weight. You draw out the ocean By the streaming breaths Of your parted lips. Salt remains in your hair. As I reach for you, You draw back. Let your sweat trickle down The arms, Beneath the sun As you've run Through the fragrant meadows So much against your eyes, Green as the tapestries upon our wall, Leaving a mark to a field We can imagine is your birthplace. I kiss Your sweetness Upon red lips, That wilt before my might. Love leaves loose letters Scattered about the feathers Of pillows stuffed with tears, Of many lawful years.