Thanks to Dave Winer for pointing to it.
On this day in 1993 I met the love of my life. In honor of that day I want to share this
Your whole body has
a fullness or a gentleness destined for me.
When I move my hand up
I find in each place a dove
that was seeking me, as
if they had, love, mad you of clay
for my own potters hands.
Your knees, your breasts,
are missing parts of me like the hollow
of a thirsty earth
from which they broke off
we are complete like a single river,
like a single grain of sand.
I love you Jules!