Entry May 11
Some see you in similies…
But I see you best unrelated…with not a metaphor to your name: your hair
not like the silk of corn or spiders but like your hair, your mouth
resembling nothing so wonderfully much as your mouth.
Why should I say you are like a slender water bird or wing? This is but
a side of you, a fraction..
I mean…compliments become you as tinsel becomes a tall snow covered
cedar in a mountain cedar wood.
Entry June 22
Were I Pygmalion or God I would make you exactly as you are…in all dimensions. From
your warm hair to your intimate toes would you be wholly in your own image. I would
change nothing, add or take away.
This Is My Beloved