When I dream it is the most terrible tease
of you on me on you in you
Together down the road
of life discovering together that each day
is a puzzle for the solving;
that each word has root in the eyes
and that my hands cannot keep a secret
not from you.
and did you hear me whisper that I will name this
planet after you
what is the world if it is not you?
it is simply mud and death and askew, sharp edges
Come here and make it oceans and coastlines and
soil of life and culture;
come over here with me and lie down beside me
and I will name your skin illumination
and I will call you mine
I will gently make you a dove
and you will bring me an olive branch
that flows down your breast to your
and I will take it in my mouth
and taste the truth over and over and over again.