I am not ready
\nfor the company that will come.
\nWhy did they leave me alone?
\nI needed someone last night,
\nnot today.
\nToday the sun will do.
\nThe mums brighten my silence
\nand keep their peace,
\nas I water them.<\/p>\n
Fall is around the corner,
\ndue to visit at 12:30 noon tomorrow,
\non a day as blue as this one.
\nI will be dressed,
\nbut not at home.
\nI give it my love.
\nAm I growing into a solitary place?
\nLike an island too far away?
\nA road overtaken by dust?
\nAn old boat with a broken keel.<\/p>\n
Or is it,
\nthat who comes
\nmust be love at first sight,
\nthe most fragrant of wine,
\ncoffee with a lilt.
\nA child who reaches
\ninto every molded cranny of my soul.
\nA slice of apple
\nfresh as the air after rain.<\/p>\n
Company that throws off its coat
\nand sits naked with me.
\nLife assured of itself.
\nAnd leaves precisely
\nat the moment it must go,
\nmaking me call out,
\ncome again!
\nSoon.
\nSoon<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I am not ready for the company that will come. Why did they leave me alone? I needed someone last night, not today. Today the…<\/p>\n