The Ranking of Women
First, there’s you
and then,
all the rest.
The Gaze on the Train
Dozens of glances
all around us,
and I have eyes only for you.
How is it possible?
What spell have you cast on me,
that I cry like a baby
at the mere sight of you?
Cheeks
There’s an entire world
in your cheeks.
I live there too,
and all my loves
live there as well.
Unconditional
The love I have for you
is purely unconditional:
it exists when we argue,
it shows when we love,
and it endlessly persists
even in daily insecurities.
Loving you is unconditionally mundane.
And I love you, and there are no conditions
that could stop me from loving you.
The Flower – Xi’An
A small yellow flower
blooms in the city of Xi’An,
and there blooms as well
my only chance to love in this life.
What joy! In Xi’An blooms
a little yellow flower.
And with it blooms too
the love in me.
I’m going to Xi’An, to raise a monument
to my little yellow flower. I’ll plant
some others, tulips and
orchids and sunflowers,
and maybe even another lily.
And I will love deeply
my little yellow flower.
The First
There is a first time for everything:
for love, for kindness,
for lightness, for peace,
for seeing your walk
soft upon the clouds, for seeing
the brown crystals of your eyes
appreciate me wholly, for feeling
the warmth of your embrace, for massaging
your arms. There is a first time
for love, and if God wills,
it will be the last.
Insecurities?
I love you, but sometimes
I think you don’t love me.
Sometimes I die a little
with these insecurities,
so why not settle it
and just say you love me?