City Poems: My Dresden

I.
Millions uncounted in fallen formation
yet all justified. The crux of it---

Deep, then, in the darkness of your Dreaming…
remember that center-flower, then---
even when you in your loveliness look alone,
somehow it goes beyond sieges, Plans,
decrypting messages and Fate.
enterprising young man,
never before…yet now. Like all that softness and over still.

II.
Many…and imagined tho'
you in what I force to be naiveté

Despite that what you have seen,
reasoned upon, and accepted then,
entire cultures upset. I love you.
so still in the pre-summer, still
during the prolonged evening, stars
entering set fortune-telling grooves, every swan, sleeping for
night. I love you. Hide it in phrase.