I loved you
You were not perfect in my eyes
the sun didnt glean from your ass
but
That only made you more real
You tasted real
You felt real
You smelled
Real
It wasn't just the hours we spent on the phone talking
it wasn just your lips on mine
the warm intimacy of the possibility that this could be
My last first kiss
It wasnt you eyes that sucked me in
The eyes i could stare into and get lost
Because in those eyes i found peace
It wasnt the way my heart broke
At every fight
Every dispute
Everytime i though i did
Something wrong
I loved you
it wasn't because you were such a CREEP
or because when you hugged me
i felt so uncomfortable
because i was scared that i would never want to leave
It wasnt your laugh quiet, deep, slow
or the smile that creep up on your face
curling like a paper streamer
until the fllash of white teeth belayed surprise
It wasn't your ambiguity, your fluidity, your abilty to by simultaneously, hard and soft,
big and small,
safe and scary
It wsn't the way just the sound of your voice could make me smile
Make my day brighten
No
It was because
Of that
One Little Moment
In the park
When our hands met
And i realized
you felt the same
Friday, November 21, 2008
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2 comments:
"Gleam," not "glean" - unless that was an intentional play on words.
I like this a lot. We need to talk about occasionally trimming down your work - I think you could sharpen it up, make it even more effective. That said, your rhythms are so fluid that I wouldn't want to risk losing a beat in the editing process.
We need to find more time to work!
Hey there...
I'm a friend of Mr. Low's, and he shared your blog with me! Thank you so much for sharing your writing. I especially loved the quiet simplicity of the last 5 lines of this piece.
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