Forget Me Not

Forget Me Not

When I your clod-womb you suckled and bulbed.

Did you forget me so soon?

You unaware I was your air,

jaded and green you fled, you forgot me so soon.

Can you hear the harlot-calling summer?

Return to me after bloom and fall.

For a flush of blue to entice your groom,

for a blush of leaf for the birds to thieve

did you forget me so soon?

“summer orchestrates its song” so you said,

and upped and left though the song rang on.

I cloyed, your legs wrapped around me.

Can you hear the harlot-calling summer?

Return to me after bloom and fall.