Birth like a drunkard reels and tosses me wet into the fields   Surrounded by a company familiar and strange   Dangled like Achilles, dripping on the floor   The brine of a fateful journey, delivered to the door   Of ritual and custom, the woman and the man   With silver ring in sight of all I took my lover’s hand      Deep drums beat beneath skin-covered ivory cages   Patterns that we learned when the leaves shut out the skies   Turned face to face near the night fire, walls aglowing   Is that the savannah still caught up in your eyes?   Two hunt as one for the passion that can bridge the grave   Gathering vows to love and to be   Walls dripping, Spirit digging eternal words from primate tongues   Dance before their burning and come next to me      Bottoms up – drink each day down      Loyalty poured by mercy   Call but one name – another round   Commitment is a thirsting   Wedlcok step to ancient tunes   Till lungs they are a burstin’   Bottoms up – drink each day down   Commitment is a thirsting      Deep drums beat beneath skin-covered cages   Patterns that we learned when the leaves shut out the skies   Turned face to face across the bright pyer of any others   That which could have been, laugh as it dies   Two hunt as one for the passion that can bridge the grave   Quickening vows to love and to be   Desires ebb but to return glowing embers roar and burn   Dance before that fire and come next to me.