Like Pollen Over Everything

We dust your life. We are
Your loves, your every thought
Of love, maybe speechless

But never wordless. We
Flew from your skulls’ cages
Through the air, as your hands,

As your exhalations,
Your sharp intakes of breath,
As your fingers, your cries,

Your tiniest dramas,
Joys and sorrows alike.
We flew onto the page.

We settled in your arms,
On your skin, in your ears,
Your thinnest eyelashes.

You wipe us aside, sweep
Us off your old porch steps.
We’ll regenerate yet.