it does not age

it does not age

the desire

to become alive
within the skillful dance
between two
pairs of lips
when I am 90
I shall die
of love
no
I will never
grow that old
love
will have me
before then
my chest
will softly explode
and fill
the whole world
I am slain
constantly
by mere twitches
in a woman's lip
a proud laugh
the light
in a mother's eyes
upon her child
it is astounding
I have come
this far
how I managed
to keep my soul
within my body
when it has never been
mine at all
instead belonging
to each woman
whose eyes close
when overcome
each woman
that carries the weight
of a thousand stories
in her eyes
each woman
whose chin lifts
in determination
I have known
since I was a child
I would forever
be living and dying
for the quickened pulse
of love in my lungs
I will love
from where I stand
I will love
from my knees
I will love
each time my eyes
open or close
at the beginning and end
of each day
I will not fight it
I cannot deny
this tightening
in my chest
is why I was born
I was put here
to love
with all of the miniature cells
of my body
my heart
only a mound of coals
shining brilliantly red
in the presence
of a woman








02/12/2018  AAW