Shelter us from this din
for the remainder of the night shelter me
she said squeezing my hands
don’t let me go away
she too
has apocalypse in her lovely eyes
all that I have loved
and a cross against her throat –
then she flies from my sight
burning in the rainsoaked pavement
the night’s blades,
the luminous horses that flee
they give her a cloak of flames, a queen
and so lean, alone