8 December 2009 | Vol. 9, No. 4
Why do we love you? So easy:
You have many faces
And each one shines upon us.
You become the one we need
Though we cannot name this need,
And you require little in return.
Each day, we marry our fingers
To the air you displace moving
Toward us and away. Our
Smallest suck them, hoping your
Sweetness might remain. Tell us
What to carry and we’ll go.
Our tails glow white in the moon.