I said to myself.
‘Life takes longer when you walk’
But you tried to stop me walking.
I said to myself.
‘The pulse of my lover’s breath
arouses me at night’.
But you tried to stop me seeing her.
I said to you.
“I have visions to prepare
and poems to write”.
“Don’t get too close” you said.
Like Oedipus I do not long for crowds.
That swollen beast full of fear.
Only to see the ocean
and feel my lover’s breath
against my skin.
This is a morning for
the spirit and the soul.
Not to exhaust your expectations.
This is the way.