love song ~ National Poetry Month, Day 5

Oh my dear,
You better love me
With a force
I cannot
Knock
Down.

You better love me
With the strength of the willow tree
out back…
With the capacity of storm sails
To weather
My heavy electric wind…
Because,
You cannot catch this –
With your bare hands.

My dear, I love you…
Instinctively
Chemically
Primitively

I cannot tame this holy hell
I have grown around –

I will love you with my teeth…
I will love you with the tips
Of my fingers,
And the flat of my palms…
With all my weight and sadness
And joy.
I will love you until
You cannot breathe.

I will separate you
From your physical body –
To have you completely
To be inside your center
Once and for all…

I love you
From the unnamed place
My wolf heart…

So, my sweet…
You better bring the rope
The shiny guns and arrows…

Because my love is brutal
And blunt.
If you can hold me,
I’m yours.

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