forever Forever the desert remembers your name
in perfect geometries sculpted in stone,
and forever, your lips.Forever in sunlight, I feel you near,
the horizon always streaming in flames,
and forever, your hair.Forever in the wind, I feel your touch
endlesslessly shifting the dunes,
and forever, your hands.Forever the palm trees, the blossoms and dates
awaiting the rains,
and forever your smile.Forever the thunder rolls down
along the rocks in the riverbed.
Electricity cracks the emerald sky
and then, suddenly, your eyes.
Never Never look Love straight in the eyes.
You’ll see ancient reflections,
colors still to sear your vision:
the burning towers on Troy’s shore,
the vast fleet sunk at Actium,
King Arthur’s knights in agony
bleeding for each lady’s colors,
and the writhing sweating exstasy
of every past lover who delighted her
just as much as you do.Never follow Love around the corner,
into the alley and down the dark stairs
because she’ll mug you there, for sure.
She’ll rob you of your self respect
and take away your stash of drugs
that you have so much faith in;
then she'll send you staggering out,
barefoot and dazed by the light.Never ask to look at the deck
when Love’s dealing the cards.
You might find that, from the start,
the deck was stacked against you.
Or maybe it’s all the luck of the draw
and you just threw away
the best hand you’ll ever get.
Do you really want to know that?Never peek behind the curtain
while Love changes her clothes.
There are transformations
too dreadful to behold:
larva, cocoon, the crown of thorns
the leather mask, that molts away
from missing links that metamorph
as Love emerges into a butterfly.
