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2004-03-07 22:12:26 ET This is the kind of poem I've always wanted to write but never could. I'm really proud of this one. I hope you all like it. "Clearly a Tangled Voice" Blinking light from every pore The brightness that is you lights my way Not even the stars can compare On the edge of night It is you that sheds light on my dreams You that reminds me of every smile drawn Every happy memory brought out by you It is strange how I replay our encounters in my mind Like I missed something overlooked And I'm afraid of forgetting Never thought I'd react in such a way Let alone allow myself a second more than I need To apply these dreams and fantasies to you To wish for something in me for you To give every word a second thought Like a second lost rather than a second found Stuttering on the word and flowing on the page Can you see what I am wanting? Because everything sounds better in your voice Your words and your thought You are the want I have read for a generation Like a muse for Dante and Vergil called upon but never came A song from Buckley and Lennon that was never made The lines that Shakespeare thought but couldn't make rhyme And the strokes that Dali could never use to melt time You are my lillies You are my starry night My cafe at night under a Paris skyline With cellos harmonizing the cricket's chirp The sounds of Bach losing themselves in the night sky Just as I'm afraid of losing the thought Losing the dream The moment made up of seconds Until I know the meaning of your name upon my lips And until then I will dream of soft brush strokes And a swirling of emotion in the palette of my mind On the easel of my slumber Well let me know what you think. |
