• “A BIRTHDAY

    Something continues and I don't know what to call it
    though the language is full of suggestions
    in the way of language
    but they are all anonymous
    and it's almost your birthday music next to my bones

    these nights we hear the horses running in the rain
    it stops and the moon comes out and we are still here
    the leaks in the roof go on dripping after the rain has passed
    smell of ginger flowers slips through the dark house
    down near the sea the slow heart of the beacon flashes

    the long way to you is still tied to me but it brought me to you
    I keep wanting to give you what is already yours
    it is the morning of the mornings together
    breath of summer oh my found one
    the sleep in the same current and each waking to you

    when I open my eyes you are what I wanted to see.”

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