voices fly, tracing the skyline
and spiraling up through the grass
across wood and steel and clambering vines
the day is fading fast

but love, love, there’s light in my garden
love, love, you just have to jump
the city below, the taxicabs slow
love is all that ever was

these reservoirs are minarets, irises cornflower blue
clouds of caraway thyme
you flared like a match [bad word] in the dead-of-night gloom
leaving me blind

but love, love, there’s light in my garden
love, love, you just have to jump
the city below, the taxicabs slow
love is all that ever was

every morning
I want you to be
the first thing that I touch
the first thing I see

love, love, there’s light in my garden
love, love, leap to my arms
one step, then two
keep your eyes on my roof
for love is all that ever was

love is all that ever was
it’s all that ever was