June 03, 2017 I craved to feel this kind of love, anchored into my inside with the clarity of water. your eyes speak of a visceral honesty; you hold your head in truth, and carry light in the depths and spasms of this tired world. I knew you’d be mine. into you my darkness IContinue reading “Late Lovesong”
"May my body be for what it was intended: an expression of Your grace. And what small ways I make with this poetry – what songs and friendships I form, what migrations and ripples I disturb in the world – may they have something of Your signature on them"
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