bird by bird

By: Jonathan Potter If I could fly My plane to you I'd put the sky Into my shoe And make my way Across the blue In half a day That's what I'd do To spend the evening Touching you And then the morning Through and through And on and on And deep into Your dusk my dawn Our one from two

By: Alicia Ostriker when love floods a person          it cuts a canyon that deepens year after year          carrying silt away leaving the essential person          revealed letting everyone see the layers of yellow          sandstone, red basalt grey granite when love washes over a person                    it washes the person away