i have lived too many lives staring at this sliced moon / with doves 

for eyes / branches stretch in each direction / like a transit map 

/ and your arm on my shoulder / you were some student of mine, 

i think / the museum says the german romantics regarded the moon 

as a source of reflection / but i say it’s a source of exploration / a 

reason to watch your face glow / hyacinth colors the trees in mysticism 

/ apollo watches us from the other side of the earth / you and i / you 

and i / you and i / is this where you thought you’d be tonight? / on this 

german hillside / or in my art studio / or fifth avenue and eighty-second 

/ across from a hot dog stand / egypt and rome just a staircase away / i’m 

carving shapes from the glint in your eye / i am asking you to stay another life