you have my heart now you may swim the oceans inside me now you have my hands you may hold me til our bones are dust see these flowers, wild in their climb toward the sun? shine on them, feed me with the warmth of your tenderness you have my faith now you have summoned me from disbelief my every breath worships alongside you each touch, each sigh, a trembling testament to our love our bodies clasped in color shrouded in blankets of the light we create these moments float on the wind cherry blossoms gathering at our feet their petals membranes fuse our fingertips and sing us with the seasons you have my heart now you may rest among the clover inside me
Words and images from an Eastern NC artist/researcher