Tuesday, April 17, 2007

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Unusually lovely

Fading into sleep whispering to each other in the dark

I roll what I know of you around inside my cheek
Smiling in the dark
Holding back from sleep
So I can stay with you laugh with you play with you.

I don’t know all the things you are,
This is what I know so far
You are made of:

Light, your edges fuzzy and you glow white
You beamed up at me and from the first I could see
The way it filters through milk green leaves of forest trees,
Magical forests, ancient trees.

Rainbows dreaming bubbles
Glistening fragile happy

Belly talk.
And Beds that eat Shrawls.

One monkey, silly happy monkey mimicking me, my mirror, making fun but never mean
One Lion, beautiful and proud, nothing beats a lion, silly lazy lion, generous, kindly lion, lie in the sun and purrrrrrrr, my soft and lovely lion.

A big wooden sailing boat seen afar from the shore with sails full of wind
Rivers leading to the seas
Rocks rolling in the river beds
Traveler, roamer, nomad.

You are made of elf blood and blonde wood
Smoothed by centuries

You are so easy
So good and so easy

Fire. Metal. Earth.
Dancing in a burst of flame.

Eskimo in your oversized coat
Boarder collies

And most of all, Laughter.
Grows on you like a vine, and I wind you in mine, our mirth entwined.
Constant laughter. Hurts good and tight in your chest laughter. Curling up your knees to your chest laughter. Squeezing your eyes shut and gasping for breath laughter. Looking me in my weeping eyes and taking meylaughter, infecting me with your laughter.
Laughter passed between us like a big hilarious ball. Poor ball. Good laughter.

You are the feeling of happiness, curled around a smug as the cat got the cream.
The feeling of
Getting what you want.
And every minute
You surprise me fully and new
Because you are so much better than I could have ever known you would be.

You say fully and totally and hate rugby and dream about flying and tsunamis
Just like me.

And most importantly:
Know what you like, and like what you like, and like to like what you like,
And like to know that you like what you like

Are you getting this down?

1 comment:

zac said...

the pix r good but the poems are amazing! love your work