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
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.