Docks

In love we took    
Our vows of silence      
Hands locked like hooks    
Holding sailing ships to docks
As sunset happened and clouds      
Turned red white yellow and pink    
     
In spring
Air is sweet    
Like your sweat      
Like your spit    
Like a gift  
Like a saint  
 



Like the light    
of the sun  
Like licking sugar
Off lust's skin
Like endless falling  
Hour glass sand
Like pointless rhymes
Going on and on