THE EMPTY SOCKET OF THE HEART
Just as a socket needs a bulb
to shed its light in dark places,
a lonely heart needs a mate
that fits tongue and groove
in order to vibrate with ardor
supplied by the golden energy
of the solar plexus that rises up
and sets the heart on a wildfire
with flames of overflowing blood
enabling lovers to confront the world
courageously like champion matadors.