The Lender Poem by guillermo veloso

I seek the lender of time
A key to a door I cannot find
Just a small loan to tide me
Just an hour or two here and there
But the interest is high and I cannot afford that pound of flesh.
My mistress eyes me. I cannot hide
My mistress seeks me. I am loath to join her in that cold embrace. Yet I am compelled to watch her eternal grace.
I am here mistress; my last true love.
We have two mothers in this life
Mother of womb and mother of tomb