In One In Two Seasons
for G.M.

we are like flower and bee
how we've kept each other recently

what constancy, what attachment, what light to see by
what air to breathe

would it frighten you terribly, if I said,
I love you, pretty lady, beautiful friend

heaven in your eyes, I see,
heaven easy to enter, to hold

when I go through you, when you allow me to
you always do

equator unable to get between friends
what might divide, joined by instead

earth to embrace, your waist
get arms about, lift you and spin you


© Obediah Michael Smith, 2010
1:40 p.m. 03.08.10