Love Letter 319 Which Coast are You On?

Beloved, we scrambled

for the last piece

last night

the last piece of the last star

you held it

then I did

then something in one of us... both of us

snatched it apart

you took it from me

I took it from you

but the Ocean knows we did not share it

All that's been given to us

we act

as if

it's ours

while you sit across from me

I see you as separate

even our lovemaking

perishes

in our struggle

your turn

my turn

something

gives up

and there is no longer

the lover or beloved

only the bed with 2 leaping frogs

only those lawn chairs chafing in the dark

only the lucid wind

happening upon 2 angels

clipping

each other's wings

oh, my love

I have done you so much wrong

I have taken my own prison

and invited you into it

when I could have

given it up

I could have loved you better, my love,

can't you see that?

you deserved more

but

I have consoled myself in isolation

self-absorption, my only weapon

each rancid tracking device, de-fended

All the while

you were chasing me

with bowls of honey

I thought you were a hive of bees

each time

you were dropping a coin

in my till/strongbox

I thought you were stealing my strength

Beloved

we have come to this sea bed

and divvied up the fish

the ocean is empty

and all I am asking

is

for its forgiveness

maybe then

I can replenish

this desert

we invented

between our 2 oases

maybe then

I can give all I have taken

back

maybe then

the stars can trust us

to make love

under them

like lovers

who no longer thieve for love

Maybe then

you can trust my

I Love You

Your Beloved