Thursday, November 28, 2019

day 27: in the style of "J Alfred Prufrock"

Love song for the Michelangelo Women

Let us go, you and I
Where the sea meets the horizon
String the sails up with thick ropes of our hopes
And whisper "I love you" until our half-audible breaths move the wind

Let us go o'er waters dark, unsettled
Let us sail to test our mettle,
Between years of longing, unspoken desires
Sleepless nights and dancing until the sunlight

Do not question this simple thing we have:
Call it love and feed it table scraps and hope it survives our dangerous voyage

Let us go you and I
We can build our boat of fallen trees and swift heartbeats and the memory of our first kiss
Every morning we could wash our ship clean with salt water tears and sunrise
And between us we pray ourselves afloat.
Three "Hail Marys" and never a "Land Ho"

I dare you to run down the streets, my heart in your throat and my name in your mouth
I dare you to meet me at the shipyard
I dare you to take a bite of the juiciest peach you can find, let the juice drip with abandon down your chin, your hand, your wrists, your living chest
I dare you to climb aboard the boat
I dare you to taste the salt air, to take the living wind into your mouth and
Taste
With your red tongue
The sea.

Come with me to circle this earth
Rich and fat with our love
Come with me
Disturb the universe!

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