A Finite Love Poem
I understand that there are natural
limits to the love that I can lavish
upon you before you are smothered
and resentful, but a simple
love poem that goes sentence by
sentence to a simple end would be a lie,
because my love for you is not simple,
it is distinctive and discerning.
Nevertheless I carefully monitor
my love imagery to avoid
conjuring something endless,
and I replace those endless images
with limited substitutions
like the notion of A Finite
Love Poem Less That First Thing
About You That I Loved, The Mesmerizing
Stillness Of Your Eyes.