The Day you fall in Love with a Woman by Antony Owen

I am not a silent poet

Sun uploads day and for the millionth and first time

you awake out of one dream into one shape written into linen.

When I was a young man I held a flower by the head

little did I realise the rip from its soil was the beauty of it all.

Now as a man I am ancient of loving you in the moment

all we have become is all that we will be in the sepia of old age.

When I was a baby my Father never knew how to hold me

it was always the crib inside mothers and lullabies of blood that held us.

The day you fall in love with a woman the stem of a star explodes

this light holds yesterday like a flower so delicate it will cut sky into red.

Night uploads moon, and stars burst like zinnias in a night garden

your head…

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