Young Wife

I keep you in the cataracts
Inside the blindness in my eyes
Oh celestial body
Barricade this blown-out divide

And with your hands that built the roof
Set the tea in the kettle to brew
I made my soul good by trusting the bees
It made my life simple by learning what I can’t keep

And in ribboned and colorful ways
I learned to compromise
With thirteen teeth pressed to my side
I am your young wife
Oh, I am your young wife
Your young wife