Yr heart, alive to songs reminds at
houses flung the tables flat again.

You are, and shell & dream the same;
as energy & wisdom irreversibly alternate,

the doorway opens into seasons said to
be like floating mountains, undersea

experiments, love's household lighted from
within as peals around this laughter

wets her down and comes again with
hands yr eyes as mine and meet

you in the middle, joy as fullness met
in action, painting down the day as

leaps to hear yr faces flown against
the light, and meets the lady calm

against these pillows spread yr sighs
to call us down the day together.