You Give Me Flowers

We give each other
flowers and food;
we laugh at our jokes.

We walk in the
Woods on trails
that lead us like

Rivers through crunching
leaves and serpentine
groves of trees;

We lie reclined
in the dazzling sun
amazed at the

Circling, warbling
Sandhill cranes dancing in
the blue sky, so blue

I am forced to think
mi cielo, and I want to
tell you but you will

Only stare at the sky
while you are mi cielo
but do not want to know.

And I want to touch
your skin but you said
you do not love me

That way, so I love you
this way, and feel your warmth
in the sun and the sky, and

At night I see the moon
and think La Luna, but,
you will be asleep.