Shadow Girl

Yesterday I was sitting alone
in the purple splendor
of that valley

Nothing remained of my dream
of her laughter
her dancing blue anklets

I hear how the music swells
kisses of salt and rose
because of the spring

Lead me into thy healing
being too reconciled to earth,
grief, and the wine

To make one old beyond his time
whisper, o ghost
my wandering maid

Supple limb with breast flushing
in thy primal breath
give me one song—

her wild eyes fade