Monday, January 19, 2009

behind me.

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“Behind Me”

It’s the first drag and now, I’m waiting for the smoke to clear
She dropped off your coffee and left, but you’re still here
These precious moments alone are comfortably few
Leaving open opportunities for me to ask you…
Do you love me?
I was just wondering how much you care
And if I felt the same, would you still be sitting right there?

A hot ceramic mug keeps my voice silent
And tonight, I’ve never heard the kitchen so violent
Even the smoke is yearning for you to understand
But I ignore the both of you and cradle a napkin in my hand
I wonder if it feels me
The same way I can feel it brush against my skin
But we both know we haven’t known each other long enough
To let the other
In

So I crunch it into a ball of confusion
Volleying it from hand
to hand
right to left
left to right
two more sips and one more drag before we
take off into the night
hand in hand

Your body is mellow and mine is peaceful too
But curiosity begs me to ask you
Do you love me?
I guess I was just wondering how much you care
And if you couldn’t say what I’d like to hear
Would you be too afraid to still be standing right there?
Beside me
Before me
Behind me

I noticed in the morning, our skin reflects a different sort of hue
And inspired by this discovery, I long to ask you….
Do you love me?
I wonder how much you care
and even if you don’t respond, I’ll still be lying down right there
Beside you
Before you
Behind you…

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