When hair hides a beautiful woman’s face
I curse hair and desire and the human race.
I curse beauty and desire and my disgrace
When hair hides a woman’s face.
Don’t ruin it, I said to myself, which you always do.
Oh God look at her. She’s loving you.
Don’t give me Rumi or politics or science.
Give me a beautiful woman’s face.
Don’t give me biblical injunctions and wisdom and advice.
Really. You are thoughtful and nice.
But I will love her at my own pace.
When a song comes into your head,
Record the melody softly. Don’t add a drum.
Beauty must be gently fed.
Time is the same for everyone.
She’s yours. Don’t throw a fit.
Don’t ruin it.