Mary Lambert Dear One
Where did you come from bright star?
What heaven did you leap from dear love?
How can I spell your name without the sound of autumn underneath my tongue?
Without acknowledging the levers who bent me in half Bless them for bringing me to you
How can i say your name without also breathing the words, "My God I found you"?
How can I ever speak again with this mouth when it has found where it belongs?
When you touch me, I'm a bed of callillys
I will make a house for you and fill it with evergreens
I will paint sunsets on every wall so you can only see beautiful things
How can I say love without wanting to fold myself into you like a thousand paper cranes?
Dear one,
I was halved the moment I was born
Either piece of me is inside your mouth
And I was found whole the moment you spoke.
