A Warning
Yesterday I saw the moon
overlapping the sun.
My mother always cautioned
to never look directly at an eclipse.
Its rays were blinding, but
I sneaked in sideways glances anyway,
hoping that my eyes would be slightly wounded
just so that I would know my
mother was right,
and I would have something to
believe in.
I should have listened to your warning.
It was easy to allow your heart to
overlap mine;
the fecundity of warm embraces
and kisses that stung.
It felt too real for me to
ever ignore. But,
you still left me blind to anything
that resembles love,
and I still wish for
reasons to believe now.
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