Friday, December 6, 2013

part-time

At that point I never wanted to lose you                                          
It's as if I had reels of flashbacks from spring when you first moved in
Holding boxes and going up the flight of stairs
I was scared that it was just an illusion.
Staring back at me smiling.
Summer we made love on lazy afternoons.                                
At night we'd dream side by side wishing upon the moon.
At that point I never wanted to let go.
When the leaves fell, you looked so beautiful with your knitted hat    
Crochet or whatever you called it.
I held your hands and kissed you on the way back home.
At that point I wished you'd be with me forever.    
Winter winds swept while we wither without regret.
At this point I wanted to forget.
Winter winds swept as swiftly as someone would
If it not for something that can do us no good.                  
At that point was when you left.
Like the barren trees of autumn last
I wish I had held you with all my grasp. As you fell off from me, I already knew I'd miss you.
How can that be I hardly knew you.
I lay down impatiently waiting.
In purgatory convinced that my application to either departments will be rejected.
At that point I can only see you.

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