Astrology

You,
Aries, born of flame
and forged in fire.

I,
Gemini, a gourd
of air, poured of sky.

You,
consume me;
So that I, too,
assume the body.

I,
an idea with no mortar,
placed moral
into your rage.

Without…
you would slowly
blacken to waning ash.

And without…
a chalkline in the rain,
I would never know the flesh.