Love is a Pronoun OR is it a Preposition

By Stoel Burrowes

what hands
what fire illuminates this nakedness
not to be looked at directly
a river running
across and under
the thought seat
brimming over an ancient cup
would this, to also be for me
a vein opening
from and to
the would be
vibrating by a stand of trees
would this, to also be for you
a tributary joining
in and into
the time direction
a smell of death upwind
unclear behind a teardrop
a lens letting
off and through
the surface tension
as aback were a position or condition
but a quiver of life