by April Bulmer
Ontario, Canada

I knew you then
in animal skins
and necklace of bone.
I loved you
in a clearing
bright with moon
and night birds
long as dogs.

When it rained
we lay together in a cave:
flowers in a gourd,
the smell of fish and eggs.
Your hair long as weeds.
I touched it
as I touched
your spear and water reeds.

Before the word
and the language of love
I expressed my heart:
a small fire
burning low,
kindling we gathered
beneath the sun:
messiah who sacrificed
his light to moon
and rose again.

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