Falling for you
was such a joke.
In cartoon land I would have been
Wily Coyote
running out of ground & only realising
(halfway in mid-air)
that there was a thousand feet of canyon
...callin’!
Only time for a side-long glance
(recognition of my plight dawnin’)
& then that brief wave goodbye
...fallin’!
Gravity sure hurts
when it turns into ground.
Don’t ever let anyone tell you
that Love don’t hurt
when your head’s
just a puff of dust
at the bottom of a cartoon canyon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem