When sleep comes at last
when we have both have had our fill
then
and only
then
might I
think of
what might be
could be
think of the joy
of the pleasure
of you
I lived before you
I do not know how

In those moments
in our after glow
while we lay there tangled

lifetimes play in my head
like a dozen different movies
cut together
racing by at highest speed

I live them in turn
savoring the flavor
of us
as we defy time
ignore logic
and laugh at a world
that can not hold us

The warmth of your words
on the nape of my neck
sears then saves me
though not from myself
as I may never break free
of the fairy tale
the fantasy
the wasted wishes
which destroy and define me
Contrive to control me
and at the end of my day
are my only other love
the thief
who steals me
from you
who has stolen
all my days
but who will never
steal last night
from us