And So Do I Love You

Tin and zinc
making brass and bronze,
in the soybean field.
An hour before winter.
Have you noticed how copper
melts among the furrows?
How beautiful your skin is
from summer blushing?
Your eyes with their luster of buckeyes?
The rich harvest of sunset.
The barren darkness of cold.
In an eye’s blink
snow and tracks crisscrossing
each other.
A conversation.
Hush. The earth is speaking.
Hush. The heart is singing.
Hush, fall is falling
into the pillow of its dream.
Let our sleep
be all about embracing.
Oh my love,
love-making in the leaves.