Robin Wyatt Dunn
running into the black lagoon
running to be right next to you
in your dark arms
in your dark waves
beneath the skein of stars bitter beautiful strewn over our dark:
let me hold the truth inside your dress
and I'll regress into the weight beneath your feet
the loom and loam and the wet black night
run me
run now
and now
Spark by Michael Marshall Smith
Copyright © Robin Wyatt Dunn 2015