Four Poems

OH ASHA, rainbows and pots
of gold — I hurl these at you
but you’re still defiant — still
beautiful. Get my love
get my love get my love.

RIGHTHAND OR LEFT, it’s
grace that brings us together
Dear Asha, so take a soothing
deep breath and find my
love on its way to you.

SWISH + SWIRL Dear Asha,
our love is all about
motion — indifferent to
stasis — that’s why
I give it to you as regularly
as the moonlight.

A STAR, Dear Asha, a star.
That’s what makes you glow.
That and a globule of my love,
maybe more. I pray to God
that you’ll love me even
when I forget to pray to you.