Monthly Archives: June 2012

trust

I hold my love like an orb
up to the sky
next to the ocean
so I may see it reflected
a thousand times
on each shimmering wave.

This dense matter is her small painting—
she wears no eyebrow
lips
or smile.
Her fur is made of light
knit with promise
and my two hands.

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