I am a fool for your beauty —

the way you stretch yourself out

like the clear blue sky

with nothing to hide,

nothing to hold back;

the way you are manifest in the earth

with mountains for hips

a smile in blues & yellows

the relaxed river your strength & gentleness


You are too beautiful, my God,

and you turn my head

with the winks of stars

the echoed longing of geese

the rich red your dusty flesh;

you spin me about in wonder

until I am swept up in joy

giddy to touch you and

awed to call you handsome

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