Yesterday I sent a message
as clear and steady as a star.
You that turn stones to gold, change me.
I showed you the longing
and rocked my own chest
like an infant to hush it from crying.
Undo your breast. Take me back to love’s first place, where we were in union. How much longer do I have to wander apart?
I will be quiet now and patient, waiting for you to turn and look.