Oaken Ring
—
I'll marry you with an oaken ring
And when the war is over, we'll meet again
We will lay by the hearth and spy our love
I'll salute you with upmost courage
When the war is won we'll rejoice again
Trumpets of victory and banners of freedom will fill the square
Speak our wedding vows by the willow tree
Weep over my grave with a twig ring
The earth cradles me, my true love
I'll return when the war is won,
And I'll wed you in the square
After the war,
After the queen recalls her men
Leaving on a train
—
You hopped on your train with a smile
Saluted me when the doors closed
Looked so fondly I felt warm
The train pulled you away
But you met my eyes one last time
Riding away like a metaphor I wished to love
You Looked Back
—
In this universe you looked back
Saluted me as I rode away
The irony is too great I fear
You looked back
And smiled so sweetly
We are yet to cook together
I still crave your arms around me
But you looked back
Kitchen Table
—
Somewhere, sometime we sit at a kitchen table
The light flickers above our head and you smile
You hold the grocery list and take my hand
Hozier plays in the background and our eyes meet
We eat your home cooked meal,
And share an anecdote of how we met
How we used to share a curse and now we share a home
Somewhere, sometime we share more than looks
I'm despicable and I like you
—
The moment I realised this was real,
Was when you used my full name
No one does and that struck me across the face
It stung like a lemon laced whip
The idea you were upset because of me was enough
I put my phone on silence and tried not to cry
Hurting you brought me back to my childhood house
Suddenly I'm eight year old Atlas,
The world's guilt on my shoulders
Sorry I'm despicable
Sorry I like you
YOU ARE READING
Saudade
PoetrySaudade /saʊˈdɑːdə/ noun: saudade; plural noun: saudades (especially with reference to songs or poetry) a feeling of longing, melancholy, or nostalgia that is supposedly characteristic of the Portuguese or Brazilian temperament A gathering of my po...
