Hunched Up With You


Hunched up with you,
I say I love you
into the crape nape
of your neck.

It was always like this,
the way we melded,
shadows, like laughter
lost in ether.

You turn to me,
to tell me your dream -
not with words,
but your body

clinging to mine. And there,
in the perfect clinch
of arms, each hooked
on each other,

we hug the half-light
until it is bleached,
transparent, and,
at last, luminous.

From Love Poems