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[aid] => Mick
[title] => without your kiss
[time] => 2002-11-12 15:30:00
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[bodytext] => What are these walls that hide your smile,
Where comes this blindness to my eyes That etched gray stone fills my world And cold as stone my heart no longer feels? Long halls with pillars of wood and Marble floors give echoes to my cries. Tall gates and walls once comforting, Now my comfort the mason steals. The staircase you descended, Carefully stepping past things left unsaid. Questions masked for the moment By your Long veil falling, stair by stair. That staircase now is a gallows’s march To the tight itchy noose of an empty bed. I cannot bear to remember the whys That left me here and sent you there. Tears fall upon the marble As our wedding dance spins in my head. I laugh the laugh of a falling man Who misjudged the leap and is rushing to ground. The servants, the castle, the fine mowed lawn Are nothing without your kiss. I will fire the household staff, Let dust mark my lonely journey thru life With prints upon the floor. The gardeners shall go unpaid, and the gardens, Once full of color, shall fall back to weed. There are wrens upon the windowsill, Fawn and white against the granite’s gray. I am a wren, with pale color and unpleasant song, Staring at winter with shivering contempt. I am a bird upon your finger, charmed by grace, Giving up flight so as to touch beauty. Yes, I am a flightless bird, fallen from nest, Without love to heal nor wind to soar. Head held high in the tall grass watching For the mercy of a hungry cat. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 22 [informant] => darkeyedman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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