Loma
I Don't Want Children
I don't want children
Even though if I did
I would want them
From you

Now I see them
Lying in the sun
His head on my knee
Watching a cloud
Change from a horse to a dragon

Or her eyes
Looking into mine
And seeing her
I would see you

And seeing you, I would see
How some things
Invisible
Can be made visible

And
Looking out over days
Unborn
Thinking of
Vessels unfilled

I won’t ever feel
A warm head
Suckling me, feel my body swell
And then release
Wondering what could be
Who could be

And the taste is bitter
Sometimes

Sweet
Love I
Send this to you, and only you
Now I’m going away
To retrieve a few small things
From the world

And
When I return
If you are still here
When I look in your eyes
I will be multiplied
Multiplied
Multiplied