Never laughing in a graveyard

Never laughing in a graveyard,
Caught in camera's cycloptic sun-freeze,
Nor covering Mary's tilted gaze
Have I gone with you;
But I found that Mary new,
As we together took the sun,
And sat
Full and flat against the graveyard grass,
In Mary's full and frozen view.

For L.B., 12.31.08