ANOINTED LOVE
God summons us to a place
where the boundary of saying is the boundary of silence
a place
where moods impede mouths
and
touch softens tongues
and
your hands guide me up to my unambiguous want to belong together
a place
where words can do nothing but fail fumble and fall flat
lagoon and moonrise and the motion of my heart
God summons us to a place
saying yes to anointed love