There Is but You **

There Is but You

 

(For Myrina, St. Valentine’s Day 2015)

 

-P-

 

Written in Recognition That Love Is a Succession[1]

Of Recurring & Gradually Evolving Vignettes

 

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Yet, in the end, there is but you

To make the morning

And to speak

 

About the things

We know or knew

 

And reminisce

About the week

 

Sometimes a week

Is two or three,

 

Some months ago,

Or many years,

 

And you remember more than me;

And as I sigh, your smile appears

 

You mention something

 

I forget -

 

I question

 

What?

 

And wonder

 

Who?

 

And as we close

This old vignette,

A glance defines

 

The me-and-you

 

-

 

Yes, in the end,

There is but you

 

To keep me in

The bounds

Of day,

 

And chat about

The things we do

 

Before the morning

 

Slips away.

Reviews

[willweb]

That was really good. I like how this is broken down but still retains its melody and cadence. really enjoyable to read.

[Paris Hlad]

Thanks, Will - You're aces.