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[aid] => mick
[title] => Danube
[time] => 2010-09-18 08:25:35
[hometext] => A poem about the place we go to when love is lost.
[bodytext] => The last time we met by the river I wore a statue’s disguise I saw you through the mist of the Danube You stood out by the fear in your eyes. I whispered “I’m sorry. I love you”. You batted your eyes to the sky And turned to face the cathedral Where the martyrs and poets all lie. You said “No. No I can’t. I cannot love you again”. I watched as you fiercely departed, Your heels never hitting the stone. Lost in a crowd of cold faces To find an address, still unknown. And I swore to the sky and to heaven, And I swore to the earth and to hell I swore “No. No I can’t. I cannot love again”. I disappeared through the mist, To somewhere that I never knew; Where the men are your friends if your buying And the ladies taste like morning dew. Where I propped myself up for the winter And decided that there I should be And I spent the length of the Danube Until I reached my own Black Sea. There I looked for mermaids and beauty But the waters were stormy and rough. And I thought to myself, “This is love and it’s never enough”. So I ventured back to the city, Where the seasons had made the world green And I stood outside your cathedral Hidden, so I would not be seen. In my grief I thought I might worship, though I never believed in such things. I crossed the threshold of holy To witness the exchange of two rings. And there as a smiling man lifted The veil of a beauty so rare, My eyes not quite believing; My heart pounding in fear. I saw you joyous and happy Your smile radiating the pews So I turned, and I left Disappointed by such happy news. Down through the laneways I wandered Back to my private abyss. My heart filled with loss and with longing My lips with an ache to be kissed I pondered the love that I’d squandered And I found a new season of fear Where I nailed my flag to the mast And resigned myself to dwelling there And I thought, then I said “No. No I can’t. I cannot love again”. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 22 [informant] => debris [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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