The South drips out
with cries of rain
and a subtle squeeze
of earth
feathers bless
over the earth of birds
and dirt reminds itself
of *******
your embrace gives
me sustenance
gives me wealth
fertility and water
mend and plant your mouth
along the sails
that ship merrily
into the harbor of my
mouth
lets deck some whiles
while your fragrance
multiplies and blooms
while I still and admire
and paint
my patience is stone
among stones
nor time or other times
erode
a bird calls us
to gather
like pages
drawn to the adventure
of a book
the pores of life move
I move
you move
the south sets and sleeps
toward the moon
the day sows and prepares
in a host of eyes that sweep
cross the earth