Perfect Timing
https://poems.culturing.net/2026/08/29/perfect-timing/
Being crazy about a woman like that is always the right thing to do.
Be gracious you woman-maddening bull-god.
Time passes. We still remain.
In the aftermath of passion, what hope
sustains? I saw her shimmer
with the magic of the gods,
no more sane than a wolf
that howls at the moon. Was it
too soon, or was it perfect timing
to bring us both into ourselves?
