my favourite me

My favourite me
Is a blade of light
Sitting on the shore
At the break of night

Love love love your grace and favour
The fall of your hair
The wild aroma in your eyes
and the gentle warmth and softness 
in the brush of your cheek

Shall I throw my blood to the wind
Shall I pour my guts in a bucket
Do you wanna know the heat of my being
On a cold hot night when our feet are blue ?

My favourite me
In you I see
Mirror of god
Your fingers ripple
Eye ball deep
At the bottom of the lake
Which is the source of life
Where the sirens sleep
Whence the waves emanate

The waves of gentle
Lovely solace
The inner movement
In your wonder.