April 18, 2009


my dear Friend, i have missed You.

dear because i fancy to disagree with You
and fight with You
and wish my will for my own sake
and pretend quite convincingly that You can be unraveled just as You were wound

until to blush when i hear of You
like a flower that blooms at night
that You silently kiss and tuck in Your coat pocket
the one on the left, just by the heart
proving you noticed

until i wish of  Your bias
like the spot in Your mind that holds the music
tilted out in your own voice
my favorite voice
Your favorite grace
i'll just lay here and listen

just sing whatever you want

1 comment:

chassafrass said...

me and my friend josh here at the laundromat really like your poem:D