.

Today I held a little bird
fallen from its nest
its downy dreams
tucked between my fingers
wanting nothing less
than to be held
and kept safe

that is giving
love

yesterday I held you in my heart

rising from a downy bower
where fingers had played
like spiders weave webs
pulling lines of words
hung like memories
tasting of you

that is needing
love

tonight these fingers clench

as grasping lips beg to be licked
searching shadows less downy
where loneliness **** hard
and still sweet smells linger
as if my tear drops stained
your sheets of music

that is missing
love
.