I'm a fool to want you

You are not happy to see me
your face pale
countenance ghostly

is looming

I have been here before
welcomed
at least lately tolerated

With your body burnt
to cinder
our playground exists
only in my dreams

In casual reverie I steal
those cinders and
put them on my mantle

covetous of your charred
hair and your ashen
sibilant lips
I'm a fool to want you

Fool for Love

I am a fool for love

I respond to it

I am warmed by it

it pops the cap off my tears

and they flow,

my heart softens and opens

love spills out

flood waters enter

the cracks that separate,

and great glaciers calve into

the salty ocean of tears