I never left
To return
Laced
by your morning mist
I confess
I keep your picture
in a frame
To touch
To hold
before my evening rest
I weep
in the shade of the day
I climax
on the Xanadu railroad
Longing for our love chase
Be gentle
Rescue me
From my death
Send me a note
In a bottle of coke
You can never know
How you used
To make me come
Before the leaving
Before my death
As a poet