Thursday, 17 January 2013

'If you need me I will come.'



I remember how,
When air was jagged and bowing, 
the Billowing tall tree 
Sat silent, Taciturn, 
And from inside a smile reached 
Out.
I remember how there was a hot
Cauldron
That felt like it ran inside
Me. All the time I was frightened of everything, 
But your long intake of breath and frozen lips shaped wine
Said not this time.
I had a ring on my hand,
And you offered to get the door
But sat, 
As if stilled by nothing you could stop to move,
As if we would move no more.
I watched movies with only this in my mind,
Wanting to be yours as the girl kissed him, 
To know that I am not yet read. 
I sat intrigued as the girl in the movie said 
‘Fear not, if you need me, I will come.’

Once beside me a guy held my hand,
And I remembered again,
how I thought you
The mark left on my fingertips,
The circle on my wrist.
A guy held my hand that night, 
I could not get you out of my head.

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