In Light of You

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Here, beneath the trees,
we sit in the peace 
of a sunlit afternoon.
My words, my pale pathetic words,
fade in the light of you.

As the words 
I grasp at as possibilities
to say all I mean
evaporate 
from my hands and mind
like the water
in this drying arroyo
shrinks away from its banks
before us, 
I am left wordless.

For no words can stand
in the light of you
and the gifts you bring
to places where
I discovered 
pieces missing
in light of you.

Beneath The Surface

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Beneath the surface of the night

Flailing fitful, restless

A dream slept wrapped

In a syllabic, heavy blanket,

Waking drenched in a sweat

Of moon touched light.

 

Upon this awakening,

Her shining skin did give

Away no secret of her wings or flight

Beneath the surface of the night.

 

Water

Turn

Breathe warmth

Rest comes easy now

Curled around you—

Poured would be better

Yes—

Become liquid

To be the bath water

Surrounding you

Or the water droplets of a shower

Cascading over you

To possess for a moment

The ability of water

To touch you everywhere at once