It’s been years
That we’ve been here.
On this moon with me
And yet you are still miles away.
Not your idea- more myne
More me wanting desperately
To fit into my life-
This one I painted-
These shoes I bought
That are three sizes too tight.
But all this time-
I’ve been in love with you.
Not just beginning
With the words and letters
It’s beyond that
And definitely out of the grasp of language.
All my lives have merged with you
And this one is no different
Even with this stubborn gurl’s mind
Determined to make a living
Over being in love.
What’s her story? The heart yells
And pants in love
Yet here I sit
Miles away
Dreaming of the moon
And carrying on- with lists
And jobs
Keep on keeping on
I’m so grateful we have the moon
All ours
And the gardens are something
I can never forget
For it’s haunting reaches me
Even during day-
Like the heart forgetting for a moment
To pump.
Life.
Is meaningless without it
And I wonder when I’ll let go of these shoes
To that realization.
Friday, November 21, 2008
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