After Forty Years of Snow

After forty years of snow Do you remember the watch you gave to me wrapped in a poem? It is still bound to my soul's meaning The more time passes The more the letters jump into my heart artery My heart is now pumping flirtation How many times I have wished That if my city were not surrounded by graves Then like a little girl I would wait for you in a secret garden Come on! Take off this thick absence As thick as a New Jersey coat in the winter time Melt off the snow that has stacked on the lines of your messages Mow the grass that has grown on your tongue Don’t save a sea of tears for me I am not a mermaid Make yourself present with words Woo me Let me stop demanding my rights And thrive by the touch of your fingers as they play with my hair Let me fool myself again And see you as center of my universe