I had embraced you...
long before i hugged you.

Tell me..how do you stand there?
filling the doorway....of my life.

i want to
stay curled and cosied
and chocolated....forever
in my mother’s arms.

love
wounds me
with soft pillows
with tender lips
and fingers

tell me
of something fiercer
than the love with which
i gaze upon you

of something softer
than the tenderness
with which i hold you.

With callused hands
i tasted
the softness of the moon

in the coldest winds
i discovered
my soul's
warmest fireplace

in the roughness
of his stubble
the tenderest love.