Surely this separation is a particular madness
No one save human creatures would pair and then part – intentionally
Like a thousand lovers before me
I memorialize your features
and inhale the heady stuff of you
And like a thousand lovers I turn one more time and see you
You give me courage
Hysteria rising, you pull me back again and again
to the center of what was once myself.
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Irving // September 7, 2006 at 5:24 pm |
Honey, I’m home
Self-portrait in Gratitude « Life’s Elsewhere/Love’s Ragpicker // February 12, 2008 at 1:45 pm |
[...] thanking you again let me, Patricia, re-articulate this poem of yours with a little liberty of mine in the last [...]