Wild and Tame

I see the Eager rain ,Dancing in my window pane

your in my cool eyes again, looking wild and tame 

dropping coins in the wishing well , 

we met under the roped church bells 

in the ache of years ago 

on the monastery ,Tuck end row

pottery ,your hands of life 

working by my old bee hive 

hidden by the spokes of green 

a summer wild machine 

in the crushed drops , of vivid light 

the scuba dive at night 

in the torpid waves ,of spright

incompass the sight

on the rusty rails ,the train 

rattling, by a sewer drain

cornered in the sounds , of Spain

the wheat , the corn , the grain

the fade ,of the ruin of sun

a bellowing ,blue of rum

defeated and answering , questions

your laugh, and quick inventions 

we fell into ,each others arms

like empty, brain box beds 

jumping on legs , we danced 

got close, made a sweet advance 

logs under buttered toast 

the fire , like a diamond roast 

in to steal , harboured wine 

Laying on the sweating, straw of time