She stares into the mirror
Youth fading with the sun
The hollows in her face
Like wishing wells
Scarlet as a paper-cut
And jeweled as the Orion
She’d never worn
That jewelery as a girl
She says, «The only thing I’ve ever found
That’s greater than it always sounds is love»
He stares into the river
Heart falling to the drift
An argument of cars
Moving full steam behind
Blood-shoot as a baby
And sulking like a valley
Fishing in reflections
Killing time
He says, «The only thing I’ve ever found
That’s greater than it always sounds is love»
It’s the bath that’s getting cold
While you’re frozen to your bed
The milk that’s going rancid on the table
The panic in the evening
The photos in the dustbin
The pointless items
We forgot to label
It’s the perfume on her wrists
That stinks of easy Birthdays
The spare keys like asbestos on the side
It’s the cross around his neck
For luck and not for honor
Like diamond over knuckle
On a newly married bride
She says, «The only thing I’ve ever found
That’s greater than it always sounds is love»
And I know the only thing I’ve ever found
That’s greater than it always sounds is love