was machs du?

I like you best when
  your hands are dirty.

Love to listen when
 you talk about your garden.

  Bringing you ice water
 and hearing you
   drink makes me thirsty

  Spooning with you when
       you've got a pink sunburn
 keeps me warm
       
          Maybe I'm just a clumsy golem
 to write such earthy praises
        the scroll of your prayers
            on my tongue.

  Or. maybe just coming correct
           with what I know.

The salty kiss and
          the way you snap
a dish towel on my bum
      the only truth I need. 

Hold the line

kiss us all nature
play us something wonderful
dewdrops on our porch

where did the time go?
spring rains, gentle lullabies
then Summer wakes up.


water is prayer
sunshine-communion
swim trunks are ready


chorus sings in green
abuzz and chirping outside
since we were barefoot


inside the bunker
of my vessel there is war
fighting dark again