From Another fridge~23 Jan1996.

here plays the gorgeous raw diamond

a smooth gift hot and powerful a tiny rock

delicate on your parting petals

she winds light as if shes on a trip

but there's one memento her vision is flooded

after the smell of blood and sweat

frantically lathered to a delicious honey

is licked up by a friendly tongue and smeared beneath a man woman's skin

stop to picture the urging summer moon

soaring above them

crushing those shadows over her garden

shining under their milky fingers

swimming about in rose water

it always is love felt and of enormous want

I said I meant it

but you tell me I never moan your language

how weak we are to need love

but please it is an essential ache