Monday, October 25, 2010

with water


with water
all bodies
flow
even
stone

twisting rivers
in sycamores

bituminous lakes
in the cradled eyes
of horses

the red canyons
we cross
to make love

the magic
of words
this
mist from
our mouths.
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