Llorar

Llorar

Never underestimate the heart and

The depths of the sea-

For love will lay me down flat

Gasping for air.

I walk through town lugging

A winesack of seawater-

So heavy I stumble at times,

Afraid it’ll burst.

And when it does

Lord help those who think I’ve lost my mind-

Drowning in an ocean

Of my own making.

And as I get older

I’m less afraid of tears and clouds

For I am a water sign,

And saltwater is whence I sprang,

And where I choose to live.

- December 2018