I don't want children Even though if I did I would want them, from you Now I see them Lying in the sun His head on my knee Watching a cloud Change from a horse to a dragon Or her eyes Looking into mine And seeing her I would see you And seeing you, I would see How some things invisible Can be made visible And looking out over days unborn Thinking of vessels unfilled I won't ever feel A warm head Suckling me, feel my body swell And then release Wondering what could be Who could be And the taste is bitter sometimes Sweet love I Send this to you, and only you Now I'm going away To retrieve a few small things From the world And when I return, if you are still here When I look in your eyes I will be Multiplied Multiplied Multiplied Multiplied