were you a token

were you a token of my affections
i would hang you on the shelf of my heart
for safe keeping.

were you the rosary from my window
i would count your prayers
with 10,000 ave marias.

were you the clouded sky of autumn
i would exhale you in longed for smoky reverence
over your delicately frost white ground.

and were you my clothing
i would wear your threaded softness
like the kisses you have placed upon my skin.

your mouth is like rainwater,
and i'm swimming in you.