Glancing at a one-day obituary,
unmentioned name to nameless successors,
last you said you knew I thought of you often,
thoughts now are archetypes you grew,
fused inside inseparable divine,
soft blending maternal melting,
thawing out all which came before.

Cross pollination at fledgeling time,
screens tell me where you went,
enveloping tenderness for new life,
my old life struggled for what you showed.
softness felt like burning through,
decades later the same is true.
At least you tried and gave more,
than anyone ever has.
Without you I could not even hope,
as I would wander frozen,
not knowing brittle was sinuous in the end.

Incarnation put you up as my lamb,
burned on contemptuous pyre,
I put onto you all I felt on myself,
prodigal beyond unworthy regret,
killing those to bring them with.
First breathless moments in eternity,
I know I will see you there,
true marriage struck unspeakable,
tied deep bound totally no desired escape.
Your form exceeding beauty’s sheer essence,
never one I could hold.