i love you poem

two rows of cabbages
like eagles on up high
with lips blood red and heart of stone
green afternoon serene and bright
do you hear the rain?
i said
do you remember
it was many and many a year ago
in the dark and peace of my final bed
behold me, in my chiffon, gauze and tinsel
the little white prayers
in new york harbor
and as we walked the grass was faintly stirred