The night we crept
Beneath the pine needled trees
Through barbed wire
and stinging nettles

To the neighbors backyard

A light mist falling
on our skin

Were they home? We didn't care.

Stripped down to bare flesh
We lay upon the Irish soil
Grass in my hair as you
entered me

So cold --
My mouth giving birth
to tiny clouds
with each exhale

Your breath hot
against my chilled cheek
The dark of the rain obscuring
your face in shadow

Texture
of soggy earth
Beneath my body; Imprinted
as the scars
in my tortured memory

Brief amnesty
for anarchic love
across an ocean of stars