AUTHOR: NOT ME! =)
IT'S FUNNY THAT YOU SHOULD WALK INTO THIS ROOM/
AND SEEK ME OUT
AND CATCH MY EYE
AND WALK TOWARDS ME
AND HOLD MY HAND
AS THOUGH THE YEARS HAVE NOT TAUGHT
US TO HATE/
AND DESPISE AND LOATHE
THE VERY MEMORY OF US/
IT'S FUNNY HOW YOU CAN MAKE ME
REMEMBER SO WELL/
MEMORIES I THOUGHT I NEVER HAD AT ALL
AND BRING ME TO FACE THE BITTERSWEETNESS
OF THE VERY MEMORY OF US
IT'S FUNNY HOW, ALMOST JUST AS WE
BEGAN TO REMEMBER TOGETHER,
TO WHISPER THE FAMILIAR WORDS
OF FAMILIAR SONGS,
TO TRACE FAMILIAR LINES ON FAMILIAR
HANDS/
YOU SHOULD HAVE TO DROP MY HAND
AND LOOK AWAY
AND SEEK THE DOOR
AND VANISH AGAIN INTO A PHANTOM
OF THE VERY MEMORY OF US
IT'S FUNNY,YES, FOR THE VERY MEMORY
OF US/
IS ONLY A LITTLE MORE THAN MY
SELFISH HOPE, MY QUIET WISH
A FRAGILE, THIN THREAD THAT SEPARATES
WHAT WAS ONCE LOVE
AND IS NOW SIMPLY JUST MY PAIN...
========================================
POET: RAY KROFT
I LOVE YOU/ NOT ONLY FOR WHAT
YOU ARE BUT FOR WHAT I AM/
WHEN I AM WITH YOU...
I LOVE YOU/ NOT ONLY FOR WHAT
YOU'VE MADE OF YOURSELF BUT
FOR WHAT/ YOU ARE MAKING
OF ME...
I LOVE YOU/ FOR THE PART OF ME/
THAT YOU BRING OUT, / I LOVE YOU/
FOR PUTTING YOUR HAND INTO
MY HEAPED-UP HEART AND
PASSING OVER/ ALL FOOLISH
WEAK THINGS THAT YOU CAN'T
HELP/ DIMLY SEEING THERE.
AND FOR DRAWING OUT/ INTO THE
LIFE ALL THE BEAUTIFUL BELONGINGS
THAT NO ONE ELSE HAD LOOKED/
QUITE FAR ENOUGH TO FIND.
I LOVE YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE
HELPING TO MAKE/ OF THE
LUMBER OF MY LIFE NOT A
TOWER/ BUT A TEMPLE; OUT
OF WORKS/ OF EVERY DAY
NOT A REPROACH/ BUT A SONG...
No comments:
Post a Comment
fallen rain. (: