Young Wife

I keep you in the cataracts

Inside the blindness in my eyes

Oh celestial body

Barricade this blown-out divide

And with your hands that built the roof

Set the tea in the kettle to brew

I made my soul good by trusting the bees

It made my life simple by learning what I can’t keep

And in ribboned and colorful ways

I learned to compromise

With thirteen teeth pressed to my side

I am your young wife

Oh, I am your young wife

Your young wife