A HARD DAY

A HARD DAY

Love,
Today you were strong,
long before I came.
Today you were free,
well before your lips knew my name.

Today you were You, long before;
of this be not ashamed.
And you had happiness before me,
in this remember and reclaim.

Mahal,
You are full of love,
my desire aflame.
You are my higher of highers,
in you I became.

You are that dream of dreams,
the smallest of crevices believe the same.
And know, in my love, in my thoughts,
it is you I acclaim; in you I remain.

Oh! Cassiopeia,
when days are hard
look and listen upon high.

Feel the wind’s fancy
on your skin dancing
to trees playing the violin.

Accept the river’s wet kisses
on your toes, ankles, thighs and hips
on your stomach, breasts and neck, in droplet trips.

Drink the sweetness of honeysuckles
become inebriated on the ocean’s breath
surrender to tickles by daisies; just behind your knees.

Bathe in winter warm and summer cool currents
tell them where to move and where to pause
explaining, 'just because.'

Listen to your petals opening
your nature romancing each;
in your tide, outreach...

and float me to you.