Wild and Local Love Poem

the way
I am imagining
cheerios on a spoon
honeyed and natural
to be your face


the way
I am fishing
one by one
each brown flower
from the milk-edged river


under a smokey blanket
we watch James Brown
hung in a frame
bending like a lariat
around the neck of the sun


our feet dozing in the water
curving like a forest
curves around the bank
animal curves
the ears of the rain


your curves
a bottle of beer
imported
the gentle condensation
of the sky