Apr 03 2011
Birthmark
my darling, i can see, you know
you reach out to another side
another side, it’s here, now, in shards
i’m giving it to you, see…
from a sky cold and marble-grey
your voice it conveys me out of city limits
I, made up from the start
to be real only
for a fleeting instant
within the purlieus of your heart
and is this… your birthmark?
…is this… your body?
as if we did not know
both there, beholding the
capital,
same time
and me, already around, in dreams
all stirred up in whinstone
tapping you on the left
the only one sincere, smiling at me
trying to, as you do
steer above
all that is weak and ugly of mind
and now, drunken,
stumbling
thank you for doing
what you did not, did not have to
for i am, just
in the room beside here
with you,
always
😀 holey crap this is AMAZING!! dont ever give up writig do you hear me? NEVER good work! Im proud of you ^_^
great poem
truly inspiring
^_^