Tuesday, May 4, 2010

When the world turns gray



I would keep you in my heart

Just to make the bay a brighter blue

Though you’ve never been here to see it in summer

You make it novel

simply because when I see it

I want to see it for you


I would let you keep my heart

Just so I can appreciate the church by the bridge

Though those steeples will never be your school

And the bridge isn't red in texts

And you’ve never seen it on a clear day

You make me giddy about this beauty

At the possibilities


I would wait months to see you

Just to make these parties fun

Though you’ll never know my friends

Or drink with them and eat a meal in the park

With the light growing deep and dark

Over the Painted Ladies

You make it matter

Because my life is full and

fuller with you in the back of my mind


I would break down all the walls

-In fact I did

Just to talk to you

At the end of the day

To make the morning light

Yellow and bright

Because you’ve never been close

And you never will be

But that’s just physicality

It still sort of feels like you became

My best friend

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"This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? ... And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple "I must," then build your life in accordance with this necessity;... Then come close to Nature." -Ranier Maria Rilke in Letters to a Young Poet