Your hands easy weight, teasing the bees hived in my hair, your smile at th… slope of my cheek. On the occasion, you press

I’ve got the children to tend The clothes to mend The floor to mop The food to shop Then the chicken to fry

One innocent spring your voice meant to me less than tires turning on a distant street. Your name, perhaps spoken,

Beloveds, now we know that we know… Without notice, our dear love can… In the instant that Michael is go… Though we are many, each of us is… Only when we confess our confusion…

The sun has come. The mist has gone. We see in the distance... our long way home. I was always yours to have.

Tears The crystal rags Viscous tatters Of a worn-through soul Moans

We, unaccustomed to courage exiles from delight live coiled in shells of lonelines… until love leaves its high holy te… and comes into our sight

A Rock, A River, A Tree Hosts to species long since depart… Marked the mastodon, The dinosaur, who left dried token… Of their sojourn here

We, this people, on a small and lo… Traveling through casual space Past aloof stars, across the way o… To a destination where all signs t… It is possible and imperative that…

Your skin like dawn Mine like musk One paints the beginning of a certain end. The other, the end of a

When you come to me, unbidden, Beckoning me To long-ago rooms, Where memories lie. Offering me, as to a child, an att…

Beloved, In what other lives or lands Have I known your lips Your Hands Your Laughter brave

We were entwined in red rings Of blood and loneliness before The first snows fell Before muddy rivers seeded clouds Above a virgin forest, and

Curtains forcing their will against the wind, children sleep, exchanging dreams with seraphim. The city