With half light
          at someone else's sheets
      -after the music
    with the curve of neck
    with the wrapping 
       & stroked shoulder
        slow stoked shoulder   (with)
      your dark hair
        (full) like the sea
       your fine hair
             rolling like the sea
       with all that I
      am & with out my understanding
       & this long back
                on which
           I find slow line
               with my fourth finger 
                   & the flat of my thumb
       & feet that disappear
          below the edge - off
             motionless leg
      with out understanding the
          words which brought you
               or the pressure (of the song)
     & lips that dance
         elsewhere
            when you laugh
    
                                   June 1975
                                   Northland