Not Women I Fall Continually

Not Women I Fall Continually

May them stole my eyes, desire, attention, time, daydream.

But none of them stole my brave, truth, honest, my deepest enquire.

None of them but my woman, the woman I love, the woman seen the truth of mine.

Like them fall to me, like them fall to men, but not my waman alike.

Like I said to them, like I looked at them, but not my woman alike.

Like I treated them, like I thouched them, but not my woman alike.

Not kind of short term joy, not kind a glimpse, it’s a gaze for the rest of life                                  

She fall like star, fall once, once for entire time.

She fall burned, she’s through the wind, rain, strom, through the air I breathe in.

She desire me, she desire my heart, my soul, my body, my mind, the whole lot remain in me.

I desire her, like I desire water, like I desire air, like a wildest creature, as the same as her.

She waited for me as she waited her death, as the same as me.

Through the birth, through the history, through the blindness, none of this poem could define our love.

O yes, I think of her as I wrote this poem, it just a matter of time she came to my life:

like a twilight, born child, rainbow, vision, dream, wave, idea, tickle, disease.

Unashamed, pure, and wild.

She’s my woman, the woman I love: danced by the wind, murmured by the grass, chanted by birds; the air I inhale, the land I stand, the sun touching my skin.

May the Lord be the witness of my poem: let my word forever unchanged,

as my faith forever untouched, like my soul forever unharmed.

Let her out in the rain, let her barefoot in  winter, let her fall in the spring, let her spring in autumn, let her inside the house in summer, I’ll close my eyes like I’ve been blind.