The Symbol of Anise

The symbol of anise.

I'm well aware I don't deserve humans,
floods of gloom spill as tar
from plucked string bones,
sticks to their feathers,
blurs wide, round eyes.
The nurture part was missing,
heart still tethered
to a place in her dark womb.
You don't seem to know,
no one seems to know,
or forgives me without understanding,
the consequences of too long
by my side,
perhaps I'm glad
I can't envelope you wholely,
perhaps I'm glad our time melts,
wait 'til it refreezes,
thaws again
as it did with a love back home,
who welcomes me whenever
I open doors to the Moon.