we'll touch pythons at 10
amazement in the library
four small boys and me
tastes remind me of you
like mail on the tongue -
you move with chili heat
the full moon fell in the window
and we danced for hours
till we melted into dawn
40 birds commute to the feeder
I sit in the ruckus
trying to read feathers
families build mirrored pyramids
to meet each other wearing
the stories of years
I smile in the sunlight and feel
the twisted trunks of trees
storm bent, both trees and I
