poem for ohev

Indepdentdent thought gets you everywhere,
leads deliciously to cobbled roads of nowhere:
A farmhouse in Borgetto Sicily –
a few chickens and someone I love.
This is all I need – am ready for now.
Do not ask me how, just do.
Lovers we spin closer and closer.
Two planets in private orbit.
The tigerlily fireflies flash understood signals in the night.
All is asa nisi masa – shadows cast
a child’s game our bare legs casting shapes on the wall.
We play, never pay for such innocence.
Perhaps the world tells you otherwise.
Close your eyes, your eyes, your eyes, your heart.
Pay those others no attention,
only hear the sound of my almost inaudible sigh.
These true kisses come sweetly, Ohev,
my hartsvatik, my life.