Oh My Scorpio by Chris Wood

Oh My Scorpio

You are my lover,
        my impulsive, passionate thrill,
tight-fisted and lost
        in your own turmoil.

This Capricorn lives
        on solid ground, predictable
and steady while you
        raft the turbulent waters,
riding wave after intense wave.

I pace the shoreline,
        throwing a life buoy
luring you to dry ground.
        But the waves cocoon you,
a false safety net where you hide.

You run from the open sky,
        the moon and the sun
that guides my outstretched hand,
        our fingers slide past each other.

I grab and tug. The current
        drags you back. I steady my stance,
adjust my grip.

Chris Wood resides in Tennessee with her husband and several fur babies. She works as a lease maintenance manager for a real estate management company, and is a member of the Chattanooga Writers’ Guild, where she currently serves as their treasurer. Her work has appeared in several journals and publications, including Poetry Quarterly, Panoply, Haiku Journal, and Quill and Parchment.

Editor’s Notes and Image Credit: See “Capricorn and Scorpio Compatibility: Love, Sex, and More” by “Angel Eyedealism” and the illustrated map of sky [by Studio Grafiikka, available for purchase]