Five fast beats
My love is not a solid rock
not a nut to curl up in its shell
not a carriage to brag in its seat
he doesn’t lead me here nor there
My love does not cast his insights,
does not butter his missiles
He is not driven by the crowd or family applause
my lover, so easy to please, to hold.
His square front
his round behinds
his extracted essence
not for these he is my guy
Not for fixing my walls do I love him
for the cracks I hold – I love him
for the cracks he holds – I love him.
My loved one is not a shield
he cannot open a jammed jar
My love - he is who he is
and I love him only for that.
Sharon Duek personal website. Coming soon in English.