THE ETERNAL WIFE

c 2011 Tristan Winter

 

 

 

 

 

 

She is sky my head fire

 

Night collects its betting stars

             the breeze our sheets she

             is water I am earth

             the window me the doves at the ends of her arms no one knows

we are here

laughing blood and spitting

     poems we are sunrise

 

the chiming of her breasts