Elizabeth Willis


             In extremes
     of affection
             only to be seen
     when the mind's a heart
     by the dark grass
     (your swallow)
     (my bud)
             Being sure
     to walk through it
     To be imperfect
     A crime and a gospel / is
     because of you
     at length
     and in these
     little falls

Copyright © 1993 Elizabeth Willis

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