Wednesday, April 2, 2008

Love shows up


love shows up
in a nasty dress
she is crying
vacant
one light out
while the rest are blinking

I am scared of you
the way you look at me
how you say my name
your voice reminds me
that I am weak
and the flesh I think I own
is held together
by strings and mortar

I should take a lesson
from being smeared across the years
that no one can keep me
from myself
and I cannot replace
what is not there

but I want to be transparent
beautifully so
so I can give you back
what I unknowingly take away
you will forgive me
won't you
bring me chicken soup
for my sullen soul?

I know
you will meet me
because that's what you do
you will find me
because I am all that you know
you will love me
because I will find my way home

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