I have told you my name

I envy the shower spray
that warms your skin and
the embrace of air
in which you move

quilted under afternoon shade
I behold your body;
you become a world
unto me
plains and forests
all I touch
and see

around us
in the deepening
black, your music draws
a net of stars

like water poured out
you flow into me
Beloved

curl your smallest finger around mine
and I will stay; for with you
I dwell.

1990
















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