Oh Lord your
Eyes are deep
Earthly rich pools
In which I
Dip and plant
My heart in
Their soil watching
Your smiles grow
Like sunflowers spreading
Across the plains
Of your cheeks
Your teeth as
White as a
Harvest moon guides
Me to bed
And your open
Arms envelope me
Like the airy
Limbs of the
Rivers weeping willows
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 