A Love Letter to Planet Earth

Oh Gravitas,
dearest vineyard Spring 
Avalon mists and quietude
on high Everest summit 
clarity
Oh winsome lover
how all your breezes kissing
cool on my young island skin
learning in my wild solitude
away from the lassitude 
of desperate pangs of impoverish 
families of man and mine...
Why is it, in the crickets' strings
as they lull the day beyond 
as the blood orange bruises to blues
and shadows to ocher 
as the char on murdered campfires
once full of dance charismatic
the surfaces on twilight seas 
the only tinsil and sparkle 

the bamboo or coconuts know of
silver and neon golden 
spirit fingers as I squat
early evening relieving myself
commingling with starlit you
My soft hush of song
palm leaves and mangroves, indigo
strumming 
the humidity like harps
How close we were then
when I ran lonely in toddler nudity
and all around me 
your Gaia fairies in the brine
and precipitations...

Without language I learned by you

ate the sour leaves and red peppers
stealing pan de sal in windows
obvious gifts for the sprites
that I believed I'd become,
without fear or ingrained social dread
the anger the words making up
the links of invisible chains
I understood
without diction 
You were and are the loveliest
visions ever seen
ever awed 
at first sight / all mine

I wipe my bum with smooth papaya leaves
now that the night has conquered

the high ceiling
now the wonder twinkling 
clearer now 
your jewelry box of stars
dangling on a darker face as beautiful
as the heat of it bright 
during the days...

Oh love, even as a shadow
in the abyss of your midnight
a rustle through the brush
a yipping cub
snarling at playing
a Lion
My Goddess
I would keep you dearest to me
and prevent any danger
from any who would destroy
the vary face of our world
it bountifuls your loving
nature

How close we are 
even in the mechanisms of impending
war
even til the very end 
together in the fires we raise
and in it I will descend
For you

Life of my life,
myself for you as sacrifice
just say when...
I'll be your champion 
and best-est friend

(Against the horizon's backdrop
a shadow of a small boy
is shadow-boxing the emptiness around him)


P.S. I Love You.