I love you like the rain loves dry earth,
seeping into pores, darkening dust,
releasing its ripe scent.  
I love you like leaves drink the dew
and hide their sheen in shadows 
'til midday.  
I love you as the dapple on a pond, 
as the shiver on the flanks of horses
come to drink.  
I love you as thrumming on a roof, 
clatter of windows in the wind,
clouds' tympani and strobe.
I love you as birdsong, 
hopeful as April.


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