1

Wet welling from earth

Deep valleys, hills, sweating breasts
I plung into her



2
We are lost at sea
In moonless night our soft cries
Curled waves drowning us



3
Above her in bed
Little breaths lifting our bodies
Eyes, fingers, dreaming


.
4
Her green eyes are set
Jewels from sargasso seas
My ghost ship is wrecked


.
5
Her long hair tangles
No struggle in rising then
We are rapt in bed


.
6
Her eyes blinding me

Milky way of her body

There is a heaven


.
Ormond, an irish writer.