An old poem I wrote

While cleaning up for Riley's Birthday party, if found a folder with a bunch of my old poetry. I hereby present my favorite poem, composed by me.

Lessons

Shadows of bones played by
sickle poets wishes.
Her body from behind eternity-
a mobile bird's bright body,
my dazzled virtues cast to a small
woman, contain my touch, flowing eyes,
white back.
But she taught me to touch eternity,
or love.


Does anybody know what it means? I don't.