Muscle Poems

                            —inspired by Pablo Neruda

Drink from me

As from a well.

I’d have you as my child.

I would do it all over again.

 

As the circle moves me

In currents of pain,

I want flowers this time

To flourish for your gain.

 

I bought you roses of intoxication

To practice on me.

A fragrance of self-gain and vanity.

You must see, I cannot let you go,

Let you go free

A possession so excessive

Only loves conditionally.

 

Drink from me

As from a well

I let the poison

Keep you sleeping

While I hold you in my stead.

 

How are you something so much?

Since me, so easy to possess?

It must be so naively, may you trust,

Though you regress.

I am not want you think

I pray you don’t think too much.

 

Waking up, I see the doves in your soul

Lifting up.

They say there must be

something you want to do,

But not with me.

If you had the mind,

You would do something differently.

 

In the morning

When the doves do not return

You will see your own soul has left a burn

But, you must know

I don’t give you much.

Love is sacred, my love’s

No church.

It would happen again.

It would only hurt.