Shepherd's Song Poem by robert dickerson

'Your mouth, it reminds me of something'.
'And what is that, my love'?
'It reminds me of a pounding surf'.
'And why is that, my love'?
'Because, your teeth are like the white sand bluffs
and that sea-green gum
that flashes on your red, red tongue
is like a green and vivid wave
that wells up and spills over them'.

'And your ears, they remind me of something',
'Well, what is that, my love?
'They remind me of spans of cured fruit'.
'And why is that, my love?
'Because they hang whorled like dried apricots
And golden as pears in twilight moonlight
Do they taste the same, I wonder?
Are they saved with sulfur?
I will call you apricot ears'.

'And your elbows, they remind me of something'.
'Oh, and what is that, my love'?
'They remind me of driftwood and heart wood
'And why is that, my love'?
'I don't know. I've never even seen them,
but I'm more than sure
that if and when they show up
That's how they'll appear, for sure.