It was all so long ago, I’ve forgotten
how it seemed to start. You seemed
to come from nowhere, from somewhere
inside me you eased out a hand,
a shoulder , a thigh and a smile.
Trees broke through the ground
it was as if I’d alway known these
your tender leaves; then rain gave
a shine to your skin and fruit fitted
my palm with a strange exactness.
I watched when you walked away
toward the door, I knew I was hollow
I watched as you crossed the river,
climbed a hill and drift beyond me.
Then you turned and began to sing.
It was soon after that you stole up on me,
surprising me with a gift, what else could
I do but hold out my hand and take it?
There it lay, fresh and good my tongue
bruised biting the flesh thoughtlessly
Since then darling, how many times
did we see red suns rising over the land?
how many moons have grown and dissolved,
they look dissolved tonight as I am older
my love for you endures as you lay there.
Glancing through the spoonful offerings
my pumpkin soup; not bad, you say, for
homemade, but my attempts to nourish
you will never die, when I know
you gave me the world.