Tempering the drops

How you shield 
Your wide screen
Tempering the drops, salty
With an ocean warmth, and 
Feelings abound

How I not,
Open my heart, buzzing
Sipping your nector
In supplication
And forgetfulness

The reason numb
In every thud of hammer
That anvil my shape, and
Mire my breath
In eternal bog

How you shield 
Your wide screen
Tempering the drops