Love Poems

	Caterpillars We had to dive in Our teeth were chattering With pneumatic consonants Her body shook every Cold finger on her back Our feet went first Hands weren't fast enough To close the cocoons We still had our socks For nerveless toes We zipped up corners Black holes where tongues Of book-babbled slivers Contorted ivy breaths upon Each pulsing jugular I still wore my wollens She sprouted cauliflower ears In the melange of water And her head afroed itself Into a nest she combed Some diffuse moonlight fed The roof of the trembling tent Like scolded torchlight She shifted her limbs into The warm corner of me Our teeth chattered on I blew flames into her ear And spoke sweet somethings So that the heat of my worlds Melted her frozen neck © David Incoll 2001
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