On certain days
           Irrationality
   Throws
      Ice
         Water
   In your face
                           Laughing
Whispering sweet nonsense
   Fogging your brain


On certain days
           Extravagance
   Becomes
      Your
          Lover
                           Passionate
                           Mischievous
                Sending you
           Pink 
           hibiscus flowers
           attached to sentiments in flowing script
On embroidered paper.
                He needs no invitation
--Just lets himself in
           And you wake up
           in his arms
His breath in your hair.


On certain days
           Shadow
   Shows
       His
          Face
   In the mirror
                            Where your
                               Image
Used to be.
Some mirrors cannot take it
And they crack.


On certain days
   The 
      Waters
         Come
                            To clean you.
They wash over you
           A waterf
                         a
                           l
                             l
                             and you can breathe again.


On certain days....

Well,
                       you'll just have to wait for it.




                                          
                                    --1986