The earth moves
according to its natural principles -
I love you according to mine.
Youth has left us so quickly -
the sun was once
a sweet saffron bolus
we swallowed so eagerly
fat day after day.
Now it's a quiet yellow *****
that chokes on its own easting and
goes down like a horse pill in the west.
Instead, we are with moon -
I pull you close sometimes in tide,
then you're away waning, waning -
doldrums, tantrums.
If only I could swing low over you,
in your green rain town,
& not be pushed away.
It's no longer easy
to share the days with you.
I fill with ulcers
that bleed all into me,
the body the echo of the mind.
But I love you on natural principles -
you have touched my life all over.
Where I go, I bring you;
you are still the voyage home,
even when your replies come
so terse and lacking invitation.
Mar 30, 2021
Mar 30, 2021 at 9:23 PM UTC
The earth moves
according to its natural principles -
I love you according to mine.
Youth has left us so quickly -
the sun was once
a sweet saffron bolus
we swallowed so eagerly
fat day after day.
Now it's a quiet yellow *****
that chokes on its own easting and
goes down like a horse pill in the west.
Instead, we are with moon -
I pull you close sometimes in tide,
then you're away waning, waning -
doldrums, tantrums.
If only I could swing low over you,
in your green rain town,
& not be pushed away.
It's no longer easy
to share the days with you.
I fill with ulcers
that bleed all into me,
the body the echo of the mind.
But I love you on natural principles -
you have touched my life all over.
Where I go, I bring you;
you are still the voyage home,
even when your replies come
so terse and lacking invitation.
