You Will Know that this was Written for You

[PrinceMyshkin]

I want to love every poem
you ever loved,
to see the fresh faces
of your kids in the morning.

I want to look at you, clothed,
with my x-ray eyes.

I want to look at you, naked,
for a long, long time
before I touch the tip of one finger
just below your clavicle.

I want to know your soul’s name.
I will send you mine.

[motherhubbard]

a little hubba hubba, Jerry. Makes me wonder who "you" is

[asilef73]

the yearning in this is almost enough to make me cry. really beautiful!

[PrinceMyshkin]

a little hubba hubba, Jerry. Makes me wonder who "you" is

Oh, fine - now everyone will now it wasn't you! Even though you are very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very,very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very dear to me! See my response to your latest blog entry...


the yearning in this is almost enough to make me cry.

As your recent "angry poem" did me! Send me a map to that person's address and I will grind him or her into talc and blow him or her right out of your life!

[asilef73]

As your recent "angry poem" did me! Send me a map to that person's address and I will grind him or her into talc and blow him or her right out of your life!

:lol: i like that image but would hate for you to do anything criminal for my sake :)

[_Shannon_]

I like it- it captures the essence of tha wonderful beginnings of a relationship.

[PrinceMyshkin]

:lol: i like that image but would hate for you to do anything criminal for my sake :)

You must live in some strange country if it's against the law there to murder (or maybe just lightly main?) those who hurt or piss off one's friends?


I like it- it captures the essence of tha wonderful beginnings of a relationship.

There is something, is there not, in that pre-falling in love stage of a relationship, when one sees it out there in front of one as an option. One thinks, perhaps, I could fall in love with him or her, I can imagine how wonderful that might be..., and how wonderful, even, not to have to do it if the time or the circumstances aren't exactly right. One holds it in one's mind's eye like a kaleidoscope, turns it and watches all the colours mix and assemble and reassemble.

[Xcape]

Beautiful

[Sweets America]

That makes me sadly jealous...

[PrinceMyshkin]

That makes me sadly jealous...

I understand. Of course I understand. But are you not my one and only Croute? My irreplaceable Croutie?

[Sweets America]

I understand. Of course I understand. But are you not my one and only Croute? My irreplaceable Croutie?

Yes. :) And I WANT you to be happy, and in order to be happy I know you need more than a Croutie and I accept it.

[dibyendra]

Very touching poem! And, imagery is quite vibrant. I loved this poem.