I Still

I Still

A Poem by Antonio Valentino

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I Still

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you had five minutes

to tell someone something

that you care for

but never even met,

what would you say?

 

And so what are you waiting for?

 

If you only had ten minutes

with this person

what would you do?

 

And so why aren’t you doing it?

 

What if you had an hour,

or a day?

 

How about,

a lifetime?

 

Life time’s vary,

don’t they?

 

How many moments

do you think we get?

 

What is a moment?

 

Is it just a unit of time?

 

Or, is it a little bit more?

 

Or much more?

 

Make sure this person

hears your eulogy to them

yesterday, if not today.

 

There kind of hard to hear,

when you’re already gone.

 

Loving you,

is impossible for me

not to do.

 

Lusting you

is as easy

as breathing.

 

It’s liking you

that is going to be

the most important.

 

How many times lately

has someone sucked the life breath

right out of you?

 

I’m talking about the good way.

 

Well, unless you prefer it otherwise?

Hey, who am I?

 

If your heart doesn’t skip beats

on a regular basis,

or if your stomach doesn’t feel

like its ready to send you a gift

then something, is missing.

 

That some thing, usually being,

someone.

 

This hole,

where you are supposed to be,

it fit’s the whole universe

like a whispered notion

in the ear of a star,

and it is where I walk

throughout the day

and sleep, in its hole

during the night.

 

And I just don’t know

how much more

I can bear.

 

All my life,

I have pretty much

gotten all that I worked hard for.

 

This is the first time

I’ve been denied something

I’ve so wanted,

and needed.

 

Yes,

I would like you to cry me

a raging river

thank you for asking,

so I can jump in it.

 

At least for those last few

moments,

I would once again, feel

alive.

 

This hurt of you not being here

is a scar

I just cant leave alone.

 

I wait until its just about healed,

and then,

I yank off the scab, hard!

 

So that the blood

can run furiously, down

my chest.

 

And onto, the floor.

 

Damn me for loving you so!

 

At first,

my long road seemed shorter

with you by my side.

 

Now,

it seems to veering up

into a sky

over a cliff

of broken oceans

and arms

reaching up

grasping

gasping

warning,

to go back,

to go back

go back!

 

As eruptions

of black lava

explode

toward a sky of

bones,

and flesh

burnt smiles

and petrified

tears

racing

toward a heaven

that has closed

up,

its gates.

 

 

And it is with all

this,

I still love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© 2010 Antonio Valentino


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This..is..breathtaking. It all flows so wonderfully..Unfortunately, I can relate to this piece all too well right now :/
But anyway, incredible work, my friend. :)
~Lauren

Posted 14 Years Ago


Falling in love is easy escaping from unrequited love is not

Posted 14 Years Ago


amazing.... i love it

Posted 14 Years Ago



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