Drizzle So Long

We walked hot sand alone,
We returned from Eden and closed it's gates...

I knew all too soon what you were about,
I saw every blade of earthly delights,
Savaged and plunging the uncertain seas,
Knowing love abhors a vacuum,
And that love thieves on your perfumed trail...

What passes for satin sheets and silks,
Becomes bedevilled upon borrowed money,
And the backbone of joy,
So true and free from the twilight,
Races and rolls out of the cleft...