Showing posts with label elizabeth benson-udom. Show all posts
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Monday, April 21, 2008

for you

the one who gets the worst of me
on a regular basis
and the mixed signals
and the strange, un-voiced requests
that leave you ever guessing
every wondering
what it is i
REALLY
want
you
you
you
and all that has issued from my love
for you
and your love
for me
that continuously renews itself
despite the conversational utterances
of desperation and insecurity
raging hormones and lonely planets
orbiting the dark side
for the long moons
of an eternal seeming time
you
you
you
you
your forgiveness
your careful editing of bad behavior
your precious clinging
to a truer truth
beyond the fear
of words
so easy to say
and never mean
the meanness
they imply
you
you
you
you
you
you
you
you
you
you
you
you
and every single moment
of every single day
since i met you
and we became us
and us expanded the love
that crossed continents
and bound a white girl from kansas
and an african prince from oguta
together
for eternities
of time
that doesn't matter
you
and me
you
and me
us and we
he and she
ours and ours
now
thirteen years together
in an unfolding eternity
of love


i love you


happy anniversary.

Monday, March 24, 2008

a song begins itself anew

one finds oneself
on an afternoon spin
spinning in
spilling again
the wind
ahhhhhhhhhhh
and the wind
through the reed
does seem to do the deed
the wind through the need
does seem to take the lead
and so the deeper part of yes and no
lead the reed upon its steed
and song, instead
is still misled
in longing wanders
through the sound
of up and down
and down
and down
and long belonging
ringing round
the flutter of some shuttered gloom
released in flight around the room
a song begins itself anew
a world is born inside the tune
and so it comes and blows its go
and off to weary worlds ago
the last of what is only sound
stays deep inside the song
a gentle note sung loud and long
a window to a dream
i know
i know a dream
i know i know
and dream a dream to one day show
the wilting yes just how to grow
a deeper yes to root and show
that seeds that sleep so deep inside
in quiet times can only hide
but once the music calls them out
they stretch, unfurl and bring the shout
oh breath be deep
and note be long
the sound is longing
on to dawn