Imaginary Cherry Tree
C.S.

if only she were bare
like she used to be
when I bear her in my arms

beauty of her weight to strain with
every bit of it, to weigh me down
to wear me out

so sweetly exhausted,
exhausting to me, to be
exhausted for love,
in love, over love

to fall down, fall out,
sweaty as construction workers
without the dirt and dust

us, wet with the work of love
the effort of love
way of rejoicing

what to rejoice for
two rejoicing, appreciating living
as alive as one can be

one and one, two
as well as eleven
as well as the two-backed beast,
no beast at all

having a ball in bed
with my baby, bare as could be,
sweaty


© Obediah Michael smith, 2007
4:58 p.m. 19/09/07