treatise

I believe I deserve rice pudding with raisins
a handful of cherries
with a side of
scotch, bitters & rye

I believe I deserve marshmallow fires
determined kisses by moonlight
and stars in the sky

I can swing dance long after midnight
while smells of October rise & twirl
and I can learn to love you like coconut cream pie
in the morning
two bodies unfurled

I believe
I've not trusted my origin-instinct
nor felt the power of these hands & heart
negating all feeling of plenty
in exchange for a treaty of
complacent apricot tarts

I'll learn you in prismatic colors
that lean in & hold
and 

we will dance often to
harmonica coyotes

with
tender blue tales of love ancient & bold