You ask to walk the cedar-green path          behind your house    to feel the needles                    of cool air pricking your cheeks                              one more time I trail you watching and ready          you fall backwards as if melting                    your forearms sink against mine                              until we are elbow-in-elbow I step into you and slip my feet under yours          soles curve over arches   toes over toes                    in this manner we turn and pick… Read more →