The Twelve Dancing Princesses

We stayed together like two voicestrying to find each other in the dark.She had an uncle like a father to herexcept when like a king he made herbow her head, and if he held itto his groin it was in a secret lifeshe kept from no one save herself. I'd get upto her insomniac baking or conquestof Proust, or just sitting on the stoopguarding stars, a profligate restlessness