Valentine to the Immaterial World

                


I notice suddenly you haven't existed.

You support me & shape me & aren't.

River through me, and skies birds pierce.

You have enormous room for strangeness

and laugh at my doubt. You take me in-

side you & seem to understand. Sleep

flows from you, & erotic mischief.

You're the lover behind all other lovers.

I try to take your hand & you apologize

you don't have hands. I ask you

to penetrate me, or to penetrate you

& we do. When I complain you're being

too male, you become woman a while.

I talk to you constantly but you are select

in your language. You calm my soul,

though I see you casually destroy others

sometimes, then calmly return to me.

We smile into each other then & I know

you will help me, whichever way I go.

You will stroke my brow until I fall asleep.

Or you will hold me far below the ocean

until I cease. With equal kindness.


This is a Valentine offering peace.