One Cold Breath (Loving God in the Fall)

cropped-moondust2.jpgwords dance or
maybe sing when a poet
has them in her arms

in autumn words are more like
chilly breath
change-talking night and day

my god how i love your letters
each syllable craving completion
twined and vined and stomping

One is the only word all are
caught in the same line the frame
of creation lending life and love all around

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