More than the first kiss
More than Spring's collective coming
More than I can utter in this infant Love
so consumed by the Godliness
of what knows all
I love you most
because
you lead me
far
the farthest
into my own heart
into the belly
where I make gold
and frankincense
out of doubt
and courage
like two old furnaces
borne into
One Crater
of God
I Am Love
because of YOU
I Love You
Your Beloved
No comments:
Post a Comment