If Aristotle Had Loved Women

Aristotle, though wrong, is not to blame

for suggesting an endless series to be insane.

He never had the pleasure of your acquaintance nor the metaphors of modern science.

If He had known that your every molecule

dies and is reborn in seven yearly intervals.

He’d rejoice with me as we proceeded

to imagine your body caressed and heeded.

And to notice the wondrous insufficiency

as seven years passed much to quickly.

With so many points of beauty left untouched I’m sure he would gladly concede as much:

That an endless series can hold comfort

eternal past and future but a moment

captured when lovers gaze intently

and the universe collapses gently.