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By willtobe1 Date: 2003 Mar 25 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.25.14.21.19435]] |
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"O, learn to read what silent love has writ: To hear with eyes belongs to love's fine wit." --Shakespeare, Sonnet XXIII "Many waters cannot quench love, neither can the floods drown it." --Song of Solomon "Love is the fart/ Of every heart: It pains the man when 'tis kept close, And others doth offend/ When 'tis let loose" --John Suckling ************************************************ Hello there, Bright Eyes! You didn't expect to find me here, did you? But maybe you hoped (I hope you hoped) For another encounter, like the ones before Or maybe even... Something More! You haven't forgotten, have you Those moments of meeting? For me it was like suddenly opening eyes Awaking from dreaming of being alive! See, I spend most my time in a sleep-walking state In shadows and half-tones of gray-colored life Accepting unquestioned my fortunes, my fate Ambling haply around until you happened by And magicly, mysticly drew me awake Blinking and winking and drinking in eyes Dazzling, prismatic, hypnotically bright Eyes brimming with life like a cup running over Eyes dancing with light like the sun on clear water As bright to my mind as a stage in a play- I could not help myself; I could not look away! I got lost in those eyes, found myself somewhere else At least one horizon from where I had dwelt An enchantment not only of all I could see But of all that I was, all I felt, hoped could be! And all of a sudden my molasses thick tongue Became nimble with all that I've heard, seen or done (But maybe you thought I was always that way not knowing how seldom I have much to say) The best of my best I beamed out at you I was hoping that you would wake up to me, too! And I think that you did; we kept talking and laughing Going on, on and on, like we could talk until dawn And that look that you sent! (when I looked, saw you looking) All arch-eyed and side-long, sly-grinned and twinkling As if: "Did you REALLY connect what I meant?" As if all our words back and forth to each other Skipped like stones on some unseen romantical waters And the real meanings rippled and pulsed and entwined To be sorted out when they all washed up later On the shores of my hungry-for-more-meaning mind And it all made me Feel: Like a strong needful tide Was swelling up from inside As unconscious of sin As first love must have been O! such bittersweet hauntings: Not-knowing... but Wanting! And your Look and my Feeling cried out: "Give us more!" "Let's wade into those waters!" "Splash about and explore!" But just as we seemed to concede that we need us There's a pause, there we stopped- there's no future between us Regardless of what else might still be in store We must bow to the virtue of other agreements That are sound, that are good that just can't be ignored And those ripples of seeming to need Something More Must fade as we watch, each from our own shore So we lowered our eyes Turned our heads, walked away And went our own separate Best left alone ways... |