>Springtime Love Song

July 1, 2010 § 2 Comments

>6/30/10

i will begin, as always, with words already written
unqualified, i, to redefine spring
but today portland is the sun-hungry skin of Your body
that something always that glistens justly
and i am
glad for the prick of grass blades on bare ankles
tempered by the nearly violent sting of midday on the back of my neck
composed of only lazy almosts and flirtatious possibility
cradled merely by a swaddling of wildly vibrating mazarine sky

i am captive to the birth of hand-drawn freckles
arriving on my shoulders like a signature
like stars

every miracle is You and You only
there is he, there is spring
and i am for You wholly
i will place Your songs in evaporating puddles and watch the city breathe them
i will write Your name on the pavement
i will wear You home

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§ 2 Responses to >Springtime Love Song

  • Shannon says:

    >LOVE. i mean, LOVE!"captive to the birth of hand-drawn freckles arriving on my shoulders like a signature, like stars"?…stinkin' beautiful. i wish i had more freckles now. maybe i'll write a poem about dimples, i have those šŸ™‚

  • rawster says:

    >Love also…Karyn this is beautiful. and Shannon – I have lots of freckles and I can share them with you. šŸ™‚

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