Your Seamless Love

I should have written of you

And of your fair voice

When we were younger

We were so much in love

Many long days together

We would lay, and play

In the warmth of

Your seamless love

You taught me to draw

I made pictures of you

You said they were good

You taught me to write

My stories made you laugh

I was encouraged

You said I should go on, but

I know, you wanted me to stay

Consumed by the big world

I wrote and drew many things

Others filled my pages

I sang for them, of them

Their faces fill my memories

My stories were of them

Enchantment was my addiction

Beauty, my opium

Now, the flowers you planted bloom

I no longer draw your face

Younger women fill my pages

Their sweet voices sing my songs

I wallow in their praises

Swagger at their side

Though you never envied

My time away

I now return to your loving arms

Touch your gentle hand

Once again to write

Of your Seamless Love

This Mother's Day