You are the gate that I long to close

Your hinges as old as rocket fuel

One mighty man with tallons blew

A gail at first light and so I knew

Nothing more can be for us

Our spinal spiral trapped our nerves

Be blessed and be heard my love

But stay clear and not of my wars

You are the pillar I once climbed

A sky cry so tall your head was blind

And I, your matador, threw so many spines at you a raging bull the blood I drew

Nothing more can be for us

We wasted love on what was lust

A flood of insistence that we be so right

How wrong we were on those hot nights

And now at home as I draw close

To homely pages of our book

I praise our time but please, this know

Don't call for me - I will not look.