In the dawn, you are a mess and I love you.
Our cat nips and mews for pets, cold nose in my neck.
I push her off, but you fold her in a hug and I love you more.
At noon, your hair is wave-wet and I love you.
The moon tide left salt on your skin, red from the hot dime sun.
I rub you with aloe and I love you more.
In the deep dark, my love is the moon and I hold you in it.
The city is big, this town so tiny. No one else is here, or even back home,
when you get down to it. Just us, and our cat, and our love.