The only way to love you
Is to never need you
And when I don’t want you
I can love you all the time
What a delectable compromise
You’re a bad influence
A hard habit to break
But once the spell is broken
Oh how much better we feel
I broke dirt in the ground
Planted a tree I was nursing
For three years long
And then suddenly one day
It was time, I could have
Never known that it was
All for this crushed splintered smash
To let go to find bliss
To agree that photographs
Will be enough to reminisce
About you and what solid flat earth
A beautiful path
The sapling almost
Did not want to come
At first the clay all fell away
The terre was dry and crumbly
But I confronted it
From all sides and with
Sore arms and bright eyes
I scooped you up and
Walked you out into better company
To remind me of the company
I should also keep
Many trees to look up to a forêt
Many fellow conifers to inspire
And the space around is wide
I will stand along side
I am to record a file a testament
To our growth in the mourning
Of the loss of our bad influence
Where our roots can grow strong
Oh how much better we feel
But once the spell is broken
© GÄ
Poétique 