
SF 1989

This love
at the centre
of the Earth
This love
someday will
surely hatch
The land filled
with early spring green
None of what has passed remains
but bliss
If upstream the water was dark
downstream it had darkened death
The bridge had gone
leaving pilgrims abashed
wandering wondering
on the sorry shore
There was no place to swim to
but one where to drown there was
The only safe way was up
Up the steep wooden stairs
Way too many of them
All the way to the cave
we had fled
When the leaves
will have fallen
I will be far away
When the leaves
will be none
I will be long gone
Please believe
me when I say
I’ll return before long
Please do not weep
when I wave
adieu Love, so long
When the wind will have taken
the leaves to the ground
I will not be around
They will be tossed
in piles and turn
like my love to dust
Only then will snow
fill the air as if
our countless kisses
had crystalized
Only then my Love
I will be back to you
As soft as a dove
My chrysalis anew
Storied starry nights
of a worry youth that might
say sorry someday
for being so hard at play
Until then let him dream
dance, love, kiss and sing
the lovers that be or those who will
for no reason other than the thrill