Tell Me

Tell me:
If ever there was a moment
I came to you when you I wasn't there -
surrounded in time
and wool and wind and nothing,
And I asked you what it is you saw then¦
And I asked you what you see now
Would there ever be a second
A simple terrible moment
You might whisper into my
wool and my wind and my nothing
And ask me
As sweet as your white lips
And as gentle as my curious eye¦
What it was I saw?