When I Couldn't Sleep I Looked Out Of The Kitchen Window

A poem from 1989

At 4 o’clock in the morning

she is so peaceful and calm

as I gaze upon her

in this night

There are lights

so that I can see her form

though she lies

unaware of my intentions

She reminds me of a woman I know

who only responds to my approaches

while she is in my mind

she is calm -

         so am I

Tomorrow

she will be full of life

and I am consumed with passion