Absence

I speak to you over cities I speak to you over plains My mouth is against your ear The two sides of the walls face my voice which acknowledges you. I speak to you of eternity. O cities memories of cities cities draped with our desires cities early and late cities strong cities intimate stripped of all their makers their thinkers their phantoms Landscape ruled by emerald live living ever-living the wheat of the sky on our earth nourishes my voice I dream and cry I laugh and dream between the flames between the clusters of sunlight And over my body your body extends the layer of its clear mirror.