One would hope
One would hope I had the patience,
to wright
these thoughts on a piece of paper
on a romanticized
maybe beautiful media
so at least if not the contents at least the
form
would be a beautiful object
a thing
H-A-Y-D-E-N... I elongate each letter in your name as i sip away a long bottle of cheap Argentinian wine.
$5.99
your image rizeses in my head,
your yellow glasses, your golden hair
sitting
tangled
on or around your shoulders
silenced, confused and crystallized
who could think... know... thought
if you laugh
just for me
and the north pole melts in my fingertips
the north pole
in my glass cold water
because i am thirsty
and i should be reading this to you, because poetry is written to be recited
in my head
to your ear
whispered
a bottle and half of wine
a mouth full of kale and rice and oil
and one of your kisses
standing like an island, like a queen among servants
this beautiful Jewel, a diamond of happiness and luck.
I stay hear, in silence and hope
that some word, one
at least
will reach you
maybe
or
I could sing you this in G
who knew
making a girl fall in love with you
could be so hard.
Me, who belongs
to you
if you choose to accept
and just because you exist
and you fascinate
to wright
these thoughts on a piece of paper
on a romanticized
maybe beautiful media
so at least if not the contents at least the
form
would be a beautiful object
a thing
H-A-Y-D-E-N... I elongate each letter in your name as i sip away a long bottle of cheap Argentinian wine.
$5.99
your image rizeses in my head,
your yellow glasses, your golden hair
sitting
tangled
on or around your shoulders
silenced, confused and crystallized
who could think... know... thought
if you laugh
just for me
and the north pole melts in my fingertips
the north pole
in my glass cold water
because i am thirsty
and i should be reading this to you, because poetry is written to be recited
in my head
to your ear
whispered
a bottle and half of wine
a mouth full of kale and rice and oil
and one of your kisses
standing like an island, like a queen among servants
this beautiful Jewel, a diamond of happiness and luck.
I stay hear, in silence and hope
that some word, one
at least
will reach you
maybe
or
I could sing you this in G
who knew
making a girl fall in love with you
could be so hard.
Me, who belongs
to you
if you choose to accept
and just because you exist
and you fascinate
posted by Nudging at 9:10 PM
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