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By not*about*you Date: 2007 Feb 11 Comment on this Work [[2007.02.11.14.04.2932]] |
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You have me cornered in a book. You have every word but not the face. As I remove myself from the pages so that I am not that story, I am not that fiction, I am not that lie. Yes, I have always been yours -- in dreams, in visions, in lines, in pictures, in memories of a time that never was. But take a moment just one moment to be honest about our love. Could it be that I would go out of my way to make a mark here and there and everywhere, if i did not have a Great Love? Yes, my love is great, and as established, there is no logic to a strange stumbling staggering love. I agree that G-d is laughing in every dotted line. I agree that it is the tears of angels that has brought this mystery to unwind. But what is next, what is now? How can you even expect with nothing more than memories of goodbye. It is your own hand that has told me to disappear and your own hand that has told me I am not here to reappear. The magic of the act is draining me to a mere reflection in the pond of the little tears i drop. I adore you with every last breath, every violent outburst, every silence that we share. I admire you with every bone and desire you with every moan. |