Thursday, August 30, 2007

Is It Enough

That I would hold you in place,
While earth spins beneath your elevation.
That I would seek you in darkness,
Amidst wolves, in woods, on wind.
That I would weave your name
With wet reeds and bendable words.
That I would mix your bones in loose soil
Plant orchids and stargazers.
That I would dress you in morning
Sunrise draped on your arms like lace.
That I would know you as I know myself,
Feel your blood pump in the valleys of my wrists.

Is it enough that I would lie prostrate in your temples?

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

He's back! My new favorite post.

Anonymous said...

Glenn,
All of you is more than enough for all of me-- for every thirst and every need. You satisfy me with your love, and all I have in you is more than enough.
Chris

TB said...

huzzah!

William said...

Great comment by C-Tom but greater poem

Anonymous said...

Thanks Vil,
You are the chef, the famous one, famous one. Great are your loafs in all the earth.
Chris

TB said...

i'm starting to remember why i hated breakaway