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sonnet for wd, #2

you on the phone take direct routes
you in the ether mail wordings
gilded feathers, quilled umlauts
changes my singular endings
no plans for what I am feeling
written in your hand impatient
truths like breaths you have been stealing
we fear the joy, the contentment
here I let go first, admitted
in voice, in deed, in hearty need
with you, with you, this submitted
joy with the WORD we both still bleed
have we avoided this enough
to say we are falling in love?

November 14, 2000