A lady frog pauses: a princess in
disguise. She hears, she hears, she hears.
He is music to whatever she has for ears.
[Russell Rowland, "Sounds Like...."]
there exists a kind of gravity that's sometimes called love.
[Aimee Penna, "At the Museum of Natural Sciences"]
....The footprints
of your last woman still fresh
on the ground around you.
[Francine Witte, "When we meet up at the Parker Avenue Grille"
