Grapefruit Sins
for Sonia Farmer

dough-white, though white,
she’s my girl
whether I live or whether I die,
no lie, she’s my girl

whether in Nassau, in Nashville
or in Nazareth, we’ll keep

we have once danced
cheek to cheek
down stream or up a creek
with or without a paddle
I’ll get out of whatever
I’m stuck in wherever
and get to her and get her back
however far she strays
however long she stays

she’s been away too long already
from me, from Poinciana blossoms
from Poinciana trees

where she is, it freezes
here at home, year round
we have trees to climb
dillies to pick, plums


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2007
1:22 a.m. 20/09/07