My Lover

My lover's made of all four breezes
His eyes are melodies
His hands are heather his arms are down
His lips taste like soft sleep

My lover's made of twilight
Of the sinking sound of sun
The words he sighs are lullabies
His laugh is like a song

My lover's made of each Great Lake
My lover's the molten core
His lashes are the foam that crashes
Pulls pearls upon to the shore

My lover's made of broken glass
His lips are hornet stings
My lover's trust-less, lustful, rusted
My lover is a king