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taking direction

I sit ravished
After studying the words you left for me
About someone else
Or about the times we shared
In different places
We never got around to
Asking one another to

I study the direction you give me
About not loving lightly
Like they are blue prints
Drawn up on dusty chalk boards
In a smoky room
Study them as if this was my last chance to
Tell you that I really am in love with you
And that
I know you will never really love me

But I fold them up
Neatly
Place them in my pocket
Where
I have always wanted to place you
Because

You always make the world disappear.

Reviews

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

I think this is so lovely..so very unique..like a rare piece of jewel stone..
the words are so very naked and real..and so very authentic...
But I fold them up
Neatly
Place them in my pocket
Where
I have always wanted to place you
Because

You always make the world disappear.
the last line took my breath away...
the poem builds on with every word...

[jenniewren (J.W. Bouwma..]

i'm basically without words.. i thought the middle stanza was my favourite.. then upon rereading the simplicity of the last one grabbed my imagination..

god nath, you always write so nakedly and unafraid.