Shelter us from this dinfor the remainder of the night shelter meshe said squeezing my handsdon’t let me go away she toohas apocalypse in her lovely eyesall that I have lovedand a cross against her throat – then she flies from my sightburning in the rainsoaked pavementthe night’s blades,the luminous horses that fleethey give her a cloak of flames, a queenand so lean, alone