Quiet as the night descends Just as softly as your body bends Folded milk and honey waves All the silk and bone and butter shapes Bitter leaf and pouring rain Come sifting through the window panes Press your cheek so close to mine Taste the salt and sugar in the brine Kiss the petal of your hands So warm and wonderful You only have To be there Oh love it is here In patience, in tear In wound and in fear My love it is here Oh its all in you The ripening fruit The bud and the root You grow and you move And you move And you move And you grow And you lose And you grow And you move And you bloom