a good poem is like a good lover
both stop you in your tracks
make you rethink the motions of your mouth
and the habits in your head.
a good lover is like a good poem
both make you tremble-soft
romancing nerve endings in sacred places
leaving footprints like kisses on a mountain trail.
to say “i love you” would be a silly thing
(words can be so cheap)
for all the aphorisms in the world,
i’d never leave you high and dry
i’d whet your whistle any time
i’d hold you ’til the cows come home
a good poem has its way with you
and makes you say strange things like that
(words can be so monumental)
