I feared that you will learn the lessons of beauty and injustice
That the poetry your own body can create will abandon you
That the gifts of your own strength and passion will be dulled before they are even born
I feared that you will cease to yearn for flight

Your words are slippery when I’m around
You make perfect holes to fall underground
Your hair is so wild when I’m around
Antenna wrapped up and round and deep down
Your fingers make me ticklish when you’re  around  
Everything goes ...pound ... pound .. .pound
Your skin makes me dizzy when you’re around
I can’t see, I can’t taste, I can’t hear a sound

You were my favorite tree
Almost too beautiful for me to truly see
Your hardened exterior splinters mine
Still, your broad shoulders I long to climb

You were my favorite branch
My summit on slopes noted for avalanche
Swinging up, I giggle from your high
You anchor my kite, then let it fly

You were my favorite leaf
Private magnificence, for only kids can see
Envied by the dandelions you hold
First to feel and show the cold

You were my favorite seed
Transmuting miracles in a dark jubilee
Humbly creating with universal intelligence
Penetrating strength, broken from love’s maleficence

Two floating soap bubbles
Swirling in a foggy haze they fumble
Gliding quietly they synchronize and lock in orbit
Eager skin is tickled before fingers finally forfeit
Warm swaying hips close-in leaving no holes
Whirlpooling rhythm out and in their control
Spontaneous giggles cause they don't mind at all
Circling until sopping and just before satisfied
Deep swallows engulf;
They, Pop!
Ahhh, sssllliiddde.

That one with the long dress
But no glitter can cover her mess
Only the pointiest of heels and clavicle
To puncture the victims of this cannibal
Her chameleon skin fits her whimsy
Mean girl musings, her character is flimsy
Only stupid, most trusting of men fall for her charm
Men I've loved, destined to repeat her harm
An Impressionist painting, she's so pretty from afar
Close-up, she's the ugliest, most painful part of his memoir