By delilah Date: 26 April 2001
my mind spins like a kaliedescope, star-blitzed cornflower aster melding with whooping crane origami folds your body is my temple I venerate your every simplicity my body is your fortress in which I will protect you from harm's way the sun shines rhubarb through the skylight harp-strings ripping through tempered glass when someone believes in your mortality