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Sunday, 21 November 2010

I've Fallen

And I want to play hide-and-seek,
and give you my clothes,
and tell you I like your shoes,
and sit on the steps while you take a bath,
and massage your neck,
and kiss your face,
and hold your hand,
and go for a walk,
and not mind when you eat my food,
and meet you at Rudy's and talk about the day,
talk about YOUR day,
and laugh at your paranoia,
I give you tapes you don't listen to,
Watch great films,
Watch terrible films,
and tell you about the tv program I saw the night before,
and not laugh at your jokes,
and want you in the morning,
but let you sleep for a while,
and tell you how much I love your eyes,
your lips,
your neck,
your arse,
and sit on the steps smoking till your neighbour comes home,
and sit on the steps smoking till you come home,
and worry when you're late,
and be amazed when you're early,
and give you sunflowers,
and go to your party and dance,
be sorry when I'm wrong,
and happy when you forgive me,
and look at your photos,
and wish I'd known you forever,
hearing your voice in my ear,
and feel your skin on my skin,
and get scared when you're angry,
I tell you you're gorgeous,
and hug you when you're anxious,
and hold you when you hurt,
and want you when I smell you,
and offend you when I touch you,
and whimper when I'm next to you,
and whimper when I'm not,
and smother you in the night,
and get cold when you take the blanket,
and hot when you don't,
and melt when you smile,
and dissolve when you laugh,
but not understand why you think I'm rejecting you,
when I'm not rejecting you,
and wonder how you could think I'd ever reject you,
and wonder who you are,
but accept you anyway,
and tell you about the tree angel,
enchanted forest boy who flew across the ocean because he loved you,
and write poems for you,
and buy you presents you don't want,
and take them away again,
and ask you to marry me,
and you say no again,
but keep on asking because though you think I don't mean it,
I always have from the first time I asked you,
and wander the city thinking it's empty without you,
but I want what you want,
and think I'm losing myself,
but i'll tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me,
because you don't deserve any less,
and answer your questions when I'd rather not,
and tell you the truth when I really don't want to,
and try to be honest because I know you prefer it,
and think it's all over but hang on in for just ten more minutes before you throw me out of your life,
and forget who I am and try to get closer to you,
and somehow communicate some of the overwhelming, undying, overpowering, unconditional, all encompassing, heart enriching, mind expanding, on going, never ending, love, I have for you.

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