Into NightA Poem by UnendingOceans
Inspired by the music of Patti Smith.
Will the tides tell me stories
will they keep my fears quiet at bay,
I’m ever wanting
wanted by you
until the sun spreads it’s fingers
whispers on my skin.
I told my lover-wanter
that I would make due,
well into the night growing cold
I’d pay my dues.
Then he sighed and rolled over
his back a marble wall I couldn’t climb
so I moved closer
said his name,
rolled it off my tongue,
could no longer try
I spoke his name into the muscles of the great wall,
held on because it might crumble,
I prayed his name
and he stirred…
The Joy before The Look
he remembers our firsts,
my fist on his jaw,
our brawls in moonlit squalls
of parking lots late at night
nobody watching but our ghosts
who lay together now and look back
and think nothing.
With nothing to say, he touches my cheek
“so you do care,” I say,
and he takes me in his hand
the man feels just like home
feels like we’re done with the clouds
done with the dance that always changes.
Holding on, staying inside
knowing it will always be like this,
holding on, looking in the eyes
of he who will always be like this
this hold on us is our last reprise
until the morning comes.
© 2012 UnendingOceans
Added on August 25, 2012
Last Updated on August 25, 2012
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