(I am a day late. Someone waylaid me! Happy Anniversary, my love. This is for you.)
Sometimes I am too much in the world--
My limbs knock together like stones, I am so protected.
Then, time spent with you changes everything--
Every place you touch turns to honey and jasmine.
Because of you, I remember who I am--
Under your touch, and in the light of your love,
Your woman opens,
In brilliant soft blooms, she shapes your name before the jealous eyes of Heaven.