love-d

once,summer nights,perfumed by rain
would tease love's syntax from her lips
like a single thread from out the skein
a breath caught deep,between the sips
but her silence now does love oppugn
and the slighted heart down cast
stark midnight geese correct the moon
and each kiss brings us closer to the last.

rain falls in exclamation marks
but nothing more may i promise her.
love's ardour is set,in the fading dark
like mercury in a cold thermometer.

now love's present can no longer be
with the addition of just one letter- 'd'
taken off some art magazine