The Stars Hold
Because I love you so
I shred your clothes
and open
all the wounds
of false dreaming
pluck the worm
with feathered breath
and leave you gasping
quite
full
Because I love you so
gold snakes rise
to kiss your eyes
lightning strikes
a crystal soul
and I weep with wonder
at the beloveds kiss
upon your starry brow
here
on the altar
of creation
happy thanksgiving everyone
Patrick
