I saw your eyes of blue, my eyes becoming blue --
Blue of the sighing height, the nude and whispered tide,
My wet and hiding depth, the blue of missing you,
Of lacking you -- as deep and high as sea and sky.
I touched your flesh of light, my flesh becoming light --
Light of the blushing sun, the empty womb in spasm,
My panic of the wound, the light of lone long night,
Of wanting you -- as stunned and smashed as height and depth.