You are a symbolism to explain All the workings of the sunlight While I sink into this bench To think about the rhythms Different planes draw different creatures And we are writing No more activity with a twig And the more that I do it The more that you are mine And the less that I am here, but before i go I want to see all the colors of my body While it still pumps and it beats in these cycles The ringing of the spine like the bone bell And would you find me Unraveled on the earth like a ribbon spilled From the mouth of some Other kind of planet And the workings of the sunlight While I sink into your love It draws me to the arc and the ache of it all