Titbits

Surround,

surround your temptation,

but make no sound.

Because I am yours.

 

Bring all your hounds.

The  cute chihuahua of your smile

that stares at me

I'll let it travel all over me

in a round kiss.

 

All your hounds, please.

Those that bite and bite the softest places

that they'll find

though I have hidden them al.

 

Surround, surround me

but let it be light.

Cover me like a wound

over your kitten flesh

that parts,

tearing me apart.

 

And make no sound

as I heal in you,

having entered

like a chocolate want

and melt

 

in whatever

is you

and yours.

2

My heart is only a mulberry thing,

even the caterpillars can easily eat it.

Then it must not have been so hard

for you to break it;

 

and still break it,

whenever, and whenever you are or appear;

 

and for that reason,

i'll not be proud of it

as it makes you proud

 

for a silly reason that

you you do not know,

 

my heart s only

a mulberry thing

and like a fool

you chose to break it

 

when it was all so juicy

and could be eaten

3

Not that I, not that you.

Not that I within you

now lives without you.

 

And that you live

and always lived

and will live again

without me.

 

This marvel that you do

No, I cannot do.

I wouldn't do it

even if I could.

 

But yet  in interlopes of sky

in which you scoop

coloured dollops

of goodbye

and hold me blinking in the foam,

 

Not that you without me

still live in me

and will live on

and it must be so

 

always as

I am

 

even though this death

will mean nothing to you

but in that death

the last opened thing

 

closed upon me

will still the far flung  wreath

of your parted smile.

4

Strange, is the spell you cast,

my stranger. Not that I care

to look for your smile as to count

 

clear pebbles under river,

but, no but, but yet, but a man

who must love the principle

 

of beauty that lights

and wets the surrendered stone.

Very strange it must be

that you must still cast it upon me

 

with your eyes that grow forests

of  love that set forth the seeds

of pine; and steal me,

and into you,  everything I thought was mine.

5

Say one word, one more word,

one more please. You said once

you would  say it all,

and I  waited with the eyes of birds

waited, and though the waiting hurt

 

 you did not say, perhaps you said

and I unheard went the ways of the river,

the trees that cover the breeze

with their saddest songs, ; for

 

whoever heard the words you said

or never said you never said,

those words you wished to utter,

 

and that I meant  all my life

to catch , upon your lips

as waiting boats, all lit

 

waiting for another tide.

6

What have you done

that you must leave

only  you in  me?

I have done nothing.

Just like  the grape

that left its seeds

like love

after all that tired

love making

7

Remember this

what you forgot

or thought you forgot

and pretended to.

love is a sweet pretense

isn't  it

a kind of forgetting

so sweet, it tastes

of the salt

of the sea

between us

8

Each time you leave me

love leaves a date,

ripe, helplessly

falling.