October 31, 2010

sweet deer---
muse of all muses.
dressing gowns---
grown man.
my dark eyed star
dark blue heart
i will sketch you
i will slur you
and sing you
you godly thing you.
i will hula hoop your smile
and bake you into bread
i will bathe in a river
crying your friendship---
crying our love
that was too hard for either of us.
i will wake up with your words in my mouth
they will be in another language.

my boy who lived with wolves
you came into my life
matted and wild
you would have slept in the trees
but instead you slept in a well made bed
just to sleep next to me.

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