WORDS

WORDS

In mountain meres in Mexico
swims the axolotl:
a tragic beast forever doomed
to live eternal youth
never to proudly strut the swampy shore
as salamander, fiery and full-grown

Such a word is affection,
mothered in friendship, fathered in love.
A Peter Pan of words, capable of growth
yet tending to remain a safe and carefree child   Connection needs caution, I grant you [as a hand in a metaphor’s glove]: one could drown in the pool of affection

for a lack of the sweet air of love.