You speak like music and talk with
You move my lips and I close my s
Air melds our breath in wind. Ju
tempered skin there is a girl I ne
thought I was. I breathe you in

If I could have
wrapped you
in the arms of god
I would have
to protect you

A calf is born slick. Behind the
a coyote stands, greedy eyes glass
dry coat without shine, fox tails
In a field so dry, it is blown awa
Brown golden grasses, burned from

Rumbles that shake the floor have
that shocks expectant pupils washe
night sky white. Knowing it is com
make arrival normal. Every jolt t
the sky a shade of silhouette. Rea