When I kiss you at the place where
Your jawbone hinges
When I arrange your sleeping frame
Limbs like latches, your rising ribs
Every night I plunder your drifting form
Drink in your unyielding essence
And I have not once emerged
Without fistfuls of treasure
I will hoard the wealth of these years
Til I am old
Sit on my piles of rubies, a grinning skeleton
With jewel crusted age loosened wrists
Once I was young, and you were younger
And every night I swam in your radiating gold
