I Have Fallen

I wish I were one
to read poetry at dinner
Sip wine and smile
at interesting strangers

I wish I were one
to set the mood
with amber and candles
a language less crude

I wish I were one
whose eyes would twinkle
with crooked smiles
and foreheads wrinkled

Instead I have fallen
red, yellow, orange
Like trees in mourning
for summers past
I am changing

I wish I were one
to court my reflection
And call it a dance
in the moon's sweet protection

I wish I were one
to contemplate flowers
Compare them to lovers
lost over these hours

Instead I have fallen