Come near, you so like me. My love feels held in until you ask, Do you hurt?
As I feel love rise, I fight with it. You say, Bravo. The general takes command.
Last night this body was a stringed instrument
playing love songs.
There is a kind of accounting going on with you and me. But all I want from this exchange is your peace.
I fly inside mystery. You say, Try to keep up, my lame friend.
There is a grapevine hanging here. Should I climb it?
When you stay away, I am miserable. What would I be
if you wanted to be with me all the time?
Grief and unexpected joy live in a doorway
where there is no time or distance.
Aging changes to childhood. My face is new again. You say, My confused and silent friend.