She Wanders Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Tonight, swollen,
By the scrupulous rain outside the metal bars
Of the window that partitions me
Apart – well sifted from the blind enigma

Let me tell you one thing:
We are not growing any younger,
Your arms are dead branches,
And your eyes are pendulum swings
The bows of your superfluous legs are rampant arches,
And your beauty cannot be surpassed by queens

But what use are these-
When you have a winter garage inside your soul?
A sundered pit of bottomless cascades,
If you shall forget me little by little,
If you shall stop loving me parcel by parcel,
If you shall let go of me, like how you forgot
That I lived in the night alone, and have loved you
Long enough to have reached the exacerbation, the delirium
Of the waves during the north swell –
Then, perhaps I shall do the same

Because to vie for you,
Is to vie alone – to be forgotten,
To be exiled in your imprisoning eyes,
To be thrown into your islets,
Your cities, your bridges of defunct winches,
Your nails of lacquer like pale cemetery beds
To fight for you,
Is to yield defeat, to tether an implacable November cold
To my surfaces of weak and shabby structures

If you forget me during the day,
Then maybe, I shall forget you rather than pray
That if my heart shall endure the fray
Of your lewd ship that sails away from the quay
Where I moor my marred soul to yours,
I begged – you should have told me from the beginning
That you were blasé from the very day of November –
And you leave me here with terrible Novembers
Until God knows when, until the heavens declare
That they shall endow me with another piece of heaven
Or perhaps, the whole heaven in this Earth
A heaven that has roots
I am land – and that rooted heaven
Shall be enmeshed to my body
And you will be forgotten

But then, what treachery is this?
To forget you – in a strong, iron will
In the time of loving you still!
I curse the heavens for this,
Because in the nights that I love you,
You sleep –
And yes, in the mornings that I love you even more,
You wander far off, away from my shore.