One

I have forgiven you
Man of Mine
Without your intensifying voice of many
Common known bodies
Joining when at all needed
The look of required knowing
Directions stretching soulfully
Through to dietech the amazement of
Always having the first and last notions
To come into as yours to have
At all times
Nothing not feeling
When the touch of no other
Notices your icey eyes in the coal
Night of the isle that leads children
Yet Men
Whole of the mine we've dug
Traveling the barren straights for that feminine of Mine.