Young Love

Darling it would be difficult

if not

       im

         poss  i

                b

                 l

                  e

to write you down,

for you are bigger, and richer,

than letters, words,

Poems –

and your eyes are fuller, deeper

than wells, space

and infinity – you

are higher than time

and younger than thunder

forever –

and the wrinkle in

your laugh

has stretched into a

strong thin ribbon

that I wear always

around my throat

that makes me still remember

   what

is most

terrible – the exquisite

that nobody else’s face

fits

so perfectly and

ex

quis

     i

      t

       e

        ly

between my hands