Share this nest in my hideaway
Moon by moon through to day by day
Rest your head while the rest unsaid except the breath ever after
Turquoise loom weave a dream of old
Cheek to cheek or a hand to hold
Iris whispers, what lies in wait
Should our fate endure our rapture?
An ivory gate wide
A garden forthright
Left unclothed
Ripened fruit aloft bears seed of our disaster