Pin-Fall

I hear the grasses heavy with morning dew I hear whispers, willow roots in the night Snaking like a slow worm on rendezvous But most of all, I hear your heart-ignite Like a variable star—pulsating Ah, and in its unwinding mystery My own begins to pause in lovemaking. Much calmer now, yes, it was jittery But love, it never stopped beating for you. Why can't you see or hear a pin-fall My feelings I've got, don't subdue. Like salmon chasing a high waterfall They strengthen the longer I'm with you They don't vanish with the morning dew.