Women in Love II

by Mie Hansson

I gave him a letter.
I wrote him a dozen poems.
I placed a blue orchid outside his door.
I painted his portrait.

Keen to keep up my euphoria,
I fortified him with love. But
Large desires find it difficult
to enter in small hearts.

Women in love are pathetic
and I cannot be bothered, for now,
I am back to metaphysics
and my armpits gather hair.