By galadrial
Date: 2003 Jan 27
Comment on this Work
[[2003.01.27.09.20.4775]]

a small matter of translation

Too many a time
I have heard the wrong thing,
or heard something I wanted to hear,
instead of what was plainly stated,
so I declared my heart brain dead,
and turned deaf to whispers,
and small verbal forays
just in case I got it wrong again.
And I know a lady prefers subtle,
something whispered in her ear,
close enough to lick it,
sample the lobe,
and make her forget
who she is,
and who you are
and what you're both supposed to be---
but since I always lose something
in the translation,
since I always suppose
a man's eye is on someone behind me,
since I always feel
rumbled,
crumpled
or otherwise unyummy in disarray,
I'm afraid you'll have to be more direct.
And if you do not feel equal to the task,
it's ok.
I will still be here,
with nothing lost.
But never think I don't think of you
"like that".
I just never see myself
as the sort of languid lady
that makes a man's eyes go soft,
while all else goes hard,
and the very need of it
will make him forget his own name.

So I wll not mind if you ask,
just don't assume I mean "no",
if there's a chance
I didn't even understand the question....