We are the ones that will make this day real

(and the morning sun is beautiful now)

We are the two that (as one) will grow insane

Because love is mad and always true

We are the ones that will call the breeze to tighten our minds

And dry our eyes, and whiten our skin with the salt of the sea

We are the ones that will never know

That tomorrow is lonely and impossibly far.

There is no time like the present

To lounge upon a cool black marble floor in Spain

With wine and smoking and together and laughing

The air is hot and lizards skitter up the wall

Flat and hard against the whitewash lost in the dust

Our first time upon a black marble floor in Spain

With honey in our hips and the strange heat

We kiss the bone white salt from bronze skin

We kiss until there is only bronze skin

And shudder as all the earth comes.

The light is our saviour this morning

Because there is only light where we hold this single beat

This light is our saviour this morning

Because there is only us where we hold this single heart

This was planned from the start

And is as vital as the honey dripping

This morning we are saved

And the earth rests.

And then the heat and the dry fields which lead us to the sea

We link hands and watch the waves crashing

And the gulls circle overhead calling

This beautiful mad spinning world is still ours

This magical vision which covers us is still magical

This paradise which escapes the deathly mortal hand

Is still a paradise.

This moment which leads us to forget is but a moment

This eternity in which we dwell is forever

And forever is a boat on the horizon which rises and falls

Forever is the call of the gulls

Forever is the lovers who we follow

Forever is those who remain when we are dead and buried.

The sand drips through the soft glass

And we stand by the water’s edge

With the breeze in our hair and the roses

Always in the space around us.

July 1996