Where did you come from, bright star? What heaven did you leap from, dear love?How can I spell your name without the sound of autumn underneath my tongue?Without acknowledging the lovers who bent me in half?Bless them for bringing me to you. How can I say your name without also breathingthe words, my God, I've found you?How can I ever speak again with this mouth when it has found where it belongs?When you touch me, I am a bed of calla lilies.I will make a house for you and fill it with evergreens.I will paint sunsets on every wall so you can only see beautiful things.How can I say love without wanting to fold myself into you like a thousand paper cranes, dear one?I was halved the moment I was born.The other piece of me is inside of your mouth.And I was found whole the moment you spoke.