She Sat DownShe sat down and thought of her love
Just as in many ways she had before Like he too, joined in the cerebral above Each with a longing for more. Her skirts were hot as the harsh wind blew Not knowing which way to turn Again her direction lost, askew A lesson she had again to learn. In silence beyond the world spinning around Around her love and she And raindrops fell upon her ground And raindrops fell upon he. They’d talked of skies, the eternal shine As many enchanted have done And as many enchanted have passed their time In the blink of an eye he was gone. “Was not me,” thought she “that was that star.” Indeed, no, for she had been the sky He did not let her enter far. Was him entered with a low soft cry. It mattered not, though it mattered much When it was her that was left on her own When reached, an impasse, a stalling of such. And she was left, once more, alone. Was once joy flew through the wire To spread beat and blush and care To build familiarity and desire So indelible, disappeared into the air. “What is this?” thought he “It all has gone to waste.” Though he unvirtuous knew this to be When he would see and touch and taste. With baking stones and crimson skin Oh how his fingers snaked Beneath sun, beneath cloth, into heat and in Try as it might, Helios cannot them break. Their images, how quickly fall from his grace In what he thought he lacked When all it would take would be her face To make him want to go back. But on forward, to the next mistake The next trial that comes their way Not seeing, accepting for heart and mind’s sakes And he has yet no comforting words to say. Sense, though, assured her love would not change Silence repeating for too long a time For him it grows in height, and height became Settle, would he, his unsettled mind. |