The Chieftain's Headdress

It is not yet a
Complex form of love,
Neither simple nor
Nigh lust with you now.

It is as a relic
From solemn ruins of
Mesopotamia
That I admire so.

With you, I have all
That I need for me
To feel well besides
Your hearty cooking.

High Chieftain's headdress
Hails a saga with
The tales that come from
Indians in our tribe.

Yet, I'd take our heart with
Me to the Northeast to
Remind me of both our
Rightful trust and admire

Your penmanship too
My devoted friend,
Without observing
The time, days dash by.