Calm wild in lover's eyes

A poem for my beloved Heath 

In comparisons sweeter than
the hummingbird bee’s favorite blossom
is the song you fingerpick me home with

In your eyes I don’t need to be determined
you can see a hummingbird in a butterfly
on some wings appear predator’s eyes
or the kite that you lost as a child
that flew off on the wind with love
while it kept on flowing through
your chest of earth

Now you are literally everywhere
you follow invisible threads with your eyes
to see a web and people being equilibrists
on each other’s lines

If someone falls all forms a net
this way your guitar-play weaves my bed

When grown-ups as in a folk-song shake their heads
crying all over their desks that life really is a mess
you lay your hand on their backs to think of star-fish 

How cool love of sea closes in while it frees. 



LDB - 8-8-2017