Closing time

They orbit
Whatever their reasons
Looking for easy access
Fascination freak show

Mysterious familiarity
They love or hate or both
But cannot reconcile

You act as a prod
Sore spot
They’ve been rubbing
Their whole lives

Draws them near
Pushes them far
But always in orbit

Never coming
Never going

There is an opening
They cannot see it
Until it is closing time
Until it is shut

Wonder years later
What happened
Another sore spot to rub

 

-Copyright C.M. Mounts, August 2015

 

Affinity

There is more
There is so much more

Yes, breaks are allowed
But time marches on
Ready or not

It is unfair to expect
One person to serve
All your needs

It is unfair to think
You can serve
All theirs

Consider the great
Humbling honor
It is to love another

Agree to share
Their life with you

We have so few days
Mayfly life
In the memory of the world

Why chain them in sorrow
Why chain yourself in anger

Let go
Hold Loosely
Love always

-Copyright C.M. Mounts, April 2017

High Romance

Call, write a letter
Email whatever
Let me know

Take a week off
Two weeks
Get on a plane

Meet me there
In the tropics
Small island

Pitch an umbrella
Over beach chairs
Bottle of wine

While sunset fades
Eat a ridiculous dinner
Dance

Lay in bed a couple days
Naked as we came
Curtains flow in sea breeze

Room service
Feed each other
Pineapple

-Copyright C.M. Mounts, April 2017