POEM: Pumpkin Carriage

pumpkin carriage

It is the responsibility of the lover

To always love

To love gently



To love in sorrow

And to love in joy

To love in exultation

And in the very depths

Of hopeless despair

I found your silhouette

On the marble steps

I chased you home

In your pumpkin carriage

But as I ran

I discovered

I was the pumpkin,

The carriage,

The driver,

And the magic spell

That had made it so

Can I always

Enclose you in my heart?

And be the ivy

That wends around your ankles?