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 the book Love Poems