You have my heart
which is similar
to the moon’s grip on this night
Dark branches reach high to embrace the sky
waters bulge in the curve of an eye
She slips from behind clouds & then
slides out of sight The chapel on the corner stands
secure stained glass glowing in moonlight
An unseen violin plays in the dark
I want to love you like its strings love to sing like
Christ loves the church like those windows love the light
D.S. Martin’s poetry books include Conspiracy of Light and Poiema. He is the series editor for the Poiema Poetry Series. He lives in Brampton, Ontario.
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