I'm just a circle in time
against my love for you
morning due on my eye lashes
to keep me ever pure against you as you sleep.
breaking the stained glass windows of my body.
within the thought of my last name
foreign to me
though it has held my first captive all my life.
To leave this place
would be my progress halted
and satisfaction distilled through this fountain of time and age
spitting me out
just to welcome me back again.
Is it possible to age twenty years in twenty seconds?
I feel my skin slack and wrinkle
as though I have lived a life time with you.
I can taste
the thought of our children
against my tongue like ice cream
a combination of my spirit
and their father's beauty.
Life is short
and I feel him stir in his soundless form.
Is it possible to fall through time as I do?
To be a child
as well as your wife
in the same collapsing second.
in the silence
to fell my belly filled
first with your love
and then with your children
but in the spec of a moment I realize that
I am still very much a child.