I write this for your eyes and ears and heart

If it makes your eyes sore

                                 ears weary

                                      and heart burn


                               I come to things about you

                     I didn’t use to understand

I didn’t mean to use you

                              I just summoned you

Then at the end you are soft and bent

The way a tulip is droopy a lilac is not

                                 knowing this

                          is a joyous experience

                                          for me

                      gives you endless pleasure