found poem for prof. sara

henry 7. reneau, jr.

in the end
our hearts will triumph

like cobalt roots pushing into moist earth
intertwining caresses calm enough to bleed

but taste like love-sharpened knives
sliding through seams of old leather.

dark as pomegranate syrup
sweetening trust so shadow will be erased

longing for those we love
will drift to heaven’s gate

like rogue currents of fast water
flowing together.