Raving

In this new morning

it is love

that makes me chatter

moving, light as a monkey

I’m giving, giving

off a hectic joy

that could only be love

in all its raving generosity.

Thank you, my darling,

for exploding in my heart

so when you leave me

mute and sober

once and for all

I will remember the talk

and coffee and giddy

peace of this morning.