The Fugitives - Ring

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with the bed you’ll remake
and your sheets and your legs
the tornado of grace
where your eyes ring the bells
in the halls of my mind
and your body’s a tape
and all I do is rewind
the back door ajar
my car down the street
the picture frame on its face
with which my hands compete
in the alarm of the sun
your frame to full height
your white picket teeth
how I’ve never seen your body at night
how I’m going to miss you when you’re gone
all the things that you say
how I ask for too much
how I can’t use my fingers
to count out love
how I hate all your clothes
how you make me insist
how your body gave birth
but won’t let me live
how I’m going to miss you when you’re gone
if you nurse me to death
while your kids are at school
if you teach me to cry
in this bright lonely room
if your arms hold me up
while your mouth puts me down
if to each court a queen
if to each queen a clown
if your head is your heart
and nods nothing but no
your attention’s a guest
that’s just waiting to go
and my care is a cage
this passion a train
and our love has four hands
only one has a ring