Usul & Ursa

What silly creatures we humans be
Sometimes forgetting there is more

Than that which we can see
And sillier still is the moon-ruled Cancer

The ebb and flow of the celestial triad
Shifts us from gleeful to melancholy
In the infinite flick of a switch
And we forget to remember the dryad

Unhappy I be
Poor little me
My honey and I
Are a'fightin'

Yet all I wants now
Is to hold him, and how
To kiss him
Instead of writin'


~MX