Love Song

Pt.1

 

Let us go then, you and I,

Down along the winding beach,

Where the water splashes up upon the shore,

And the sea gulls, in shades of white and black,

Skirt the sandpiper, who searches the eager surf alone.

 

Let us go to watch the sunset,

Let the evening come upon us like a wave,

Let the cool sand that dances between our toes

And sticks to the bottoms of our heals

Trail along after us, as we left trail in it.

 

And the water that splashes upon the beach

And the water the curls and crashes on the beach

Swim into our memory a while, and float along

The ghastly eternal river, to hidden caves unknown.

And the yellow sun that dips below the water

And the burning sun that falls below the sea

And the sudden flash of green, and silence.

And the question, asked, or not, by me,

And the sudden turning, and the sudden pain,

And the sudden lack of anything that is,

And the sudden lack of love.

 

Pt.2

 

The sun that rises slowly over the trees,

The sun that sniffs and then retreats,

Only to appear again, a little higher now,

Stretching into the corners of the bed,

And brushing arms with me and waking me.

So that I may sit and be with her a while,

She who lights the fog,

She who makes the darkness go away,

She who brings a smile to my face,

And wakes and stares at me and smiles,

And, seeing it was a Saturday in May,

Threw her arms about me, and fell asleep.

 

Pt.3

 

The pain of living now,

The pain of that question asked years ago,

And subsequent ignored.

I wish I could have time to answer,

Yes, I do intend to answer,

Yes, I wish I hadn’t waited,

Yes, I now shall make my answer,

Yes.

 

Though time has spun the world around the sun,

Though I have wept and fasted, wept and prayed,

Though I have seen the sun shining for another,

I feel this no great matter, yet a matter none the less.

 

I have lingered round the forest far too long,

I have slept without the sun for far too long,

I have waited, pained and naked, far too long.

 

For you, I have lingered.

For you, I have pained.

For you, and all that is, and all that ever will be.

I have waited to answer your question, yes.

Reviews

[miSS LEaf]

first line- Prufrock was it? :)
it carries his spirit all the way through the poem.. nice reading ~L