I wanted the world
for her
I wanted her
so bad
I brought flowers
She smiled and cried
so sad
You shouln’t have
She said
And here’s why
She claimed
Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She said
Feed you eyes
Inhale and grow
your own beauty
Walk the field
while they grow
Sing along the way
Breed sun and wind
under your skin
Dance with them all
Oh the wild flowers
are not to be touched
She sang
Inhale and go
After she milked him
She told him there was no cookie left
Frustrated after his long night shift
He shove the tree up the chemney
The sap boiled and dripped
and the house blazed up in smoke
They with it were consumed
They were husband and wife I presume
Gorgeous Elora
Can I call you that
Say yes and I will dive into you
In you pour my tears
And soak my soul
Gorgeous Elora
Can I call your name
While away on the battlefield
Say yes and I will die
Absolved and blessed in my blood
a way with words
she had
got away with it
with my heart in her hand
my soul under her arm
love was a crossword
she had
filled in no time
horizontal then vertical
my despair in perfect order
A jackpot of tea party
The best job offer
For a stolen poem
The first steps of a first born
The tears after the fall
For a stolen poem
The courage to dance blind
The fishermen’s patience
For a stolen poem
Any body parts
Plus a bouquet of irises
For a stolen poem
A unifying theorem that works
The remains of dismantled quarks
For a stolen poem
Our blunt lover’s seeds
In our open palms
For a stolen poem
Half a recycled tree
Tattoo needle juice
Polysenses on double-sided eyes
Undercover signs
My remains these are
Private kisses
in public places
Unnoticed at first
Soon enough astonish
Get one mind going
critical
dilating pupils
So magnetic
still so scandalously
regimented
Sanity demands
to ignore them
but how long can longing
be kept at bay
Unbearable privation of
private kisses
in public places