Saturday, July 31, 2010

St. Ignatius of Loyola (patron of soldiers)

sometimes I sweat so much

when I’m with you

that I have to close my eyes.

the salt rushes in, leaves them

red and thumping like cherries,

like hearts, like songs I have

and want to give to you.

there are things in the air

that are meant to be seen.

there is a white light

in this room

praying to be let out.

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