I was plucked like a petal,
A feeble tissue,
And through the whirl of
Your charming fodder
I flew

Lifted to such a height
The earth beneath turned a hazy glow
And in all my senseless credulity
I believed it was enough to keep me
Unanchored from the anguish below

But the wind that had inflamed your words
Expired as instantly
As they had stirred
And from that glorious plateau
You let me go.

Boneless and bare;
A cast in love’s mortal show.


(A recent self portrait, I fear it captures my green tinge almost too well…)