Response to Pablo Neruda’s ‘The Potter’

yes! i am enough?
to complete a world and fill your skies,
to make an empty sheet yield music—
note for note.
i and you are matching constellations
sought to in—
cline parentheses when making love gestures.
my fingers, your hands, stories of truth, blue nights and coffee
pause
during kisses.
Yes! You are enough
to hold My teeth teasing Your nipples,
to fill My palms with Your soft waist
thoughts of You fill My hollow mind
like rain does the ground,
like ashes does after fire.
let us burn
from the ordinary sand of clay ringed with cracks
You and I are complete like thirsty rivers
like a single grain of air reeking a burn.

Ruddapoet