My Only Love
Even now you're gone you'll always be
My only love Roxy Music
One
do you wonder what I do
alone in this house
you picture me waiting
like a widow in the dark
night no softer lover
could I call you
at midnight alone
in the narrow beds of our twenties
this is so much to ask
so much is expected
I see the room, white windows
toward the bay blue ocean
where I stand asking
to step beyond this moment
I drink champagne
on the balcony my desire
a leaf unfolding
in this I wait I have forgotten
the feel of your hands remember
only the scream as the hurricane
swept the bay there is no turning
from a hand closed against you
how quiet the night how long
till I hear you how far
must we go to be together
Two
in this silence absence taunts me
only the cats remain dreaming
I lay the table with lace
another silent house funny
how I never told you I
never took you one place
I hadn't been with another lover
I think I liked the repetition
the irony of standing
on the concrete dock with you
where I'd kissed my lover
on the lips on the dock
at exactly the same hour of twilight
alone night engulfs me
I want something to take me
lift me into the silence of breath
of the dark if I said
I would lay down with you
would I know
who I let go to
would your hands
name you
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We Make Ourselves Immortal
PoetryPoetry can be sensual and lyric without rhyming. These poems are strongly personal emotions and an expression of needs, desires and, loving and loss without losing grace.
