Friday, June 5, 2009
Close the Circle
See me take her, turn her, learn her
See me take her hands and lead her,
To the bed we shared that night.
Leave us there upon the bed now
With her, awkward, frightened, stunned, delighted,
Silence all the protestations,
all her mournful lamentations
Close the circle of her questions.
In the aftermath we bathe,
With her, trembling, tears, and clinging,
Desperate, hungry, needy, child
Taste the element that is missing
and become who I embrace right now.