Love Talked Me Down

I woke up
On the wrong side
Of the tree.
Irritated by little bits of bark
And biting wood ants,
I thought of jumping.
But Love talked me down,
And right into his arms,
Where wrapped in existential comfort,
We lay for hours under the lease
Of a non-binding spell,
And charmed by pillow talk,
And unspoken, unchained melodies,
We staid to enjoy
A prolonged honey moon.

-jenn long