To Lauris

I want to write a poem about love Somebody teach me I never wrote a poem about love O teacher, help me To squeeze the serpent until he dies To swallow fruit without the seed To freeze eternity in her vacuous eyes To plant the grape and never bleed I want to write of naked mornings Shivering in the fleece of my embrace I want to tell of tropic longings Etched upon the mural of her face I want to drink the nectar of her desire And take the sugar core of agony apart To taste the candy made from fire And keep her cuddled in my heart. How do you write a poem about love? how Do you recover the dusty ton of vow With words? O give me wings My flesh is webbed by tenuous things.