WHEN your face
appeared over my crumpled life
at first I understood
only the poverty of what I have.
Then its particular light
on woods, on rivers, on the sea,
became my beginning in the coloured world
in which I had not yet had my begninning.
I am so frightened, I am so frightened,
of the unexpected sunrise finishing,
of revelations
and tears and the excitement finishing.
I don't fight it, my love is this fear,
I nourish it who can nourish nothing,
love's slipshod watchman.
Saturday, February 14, 2009
HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!
here's hoping you have someone warm or even cold next to you tonight: my 5 readers. thanks for the support all year. chet or chaka: couldn't decide...so you get both peace, tyler
AWWWWW... same to you, ya big lug! Thanks for the gift of song.
This year I'm blessed with JP, but I won't see him until Friday. But, oh, baby, when I do get hold of him, there will be a joining of French and American cultures that hasn't been seen since Jefferson!
3 comments:
Lol! Unfortunately, i'm totally "Valentineless" this year... Just hope it won't last forever.
Take care cutie, :)
j:
but you still can appreciate chet and chaka, bro.
paix,
t.
AWWWWW... same to you, ya big lug! Thanks for the gift of song.
This year I'm blessed with JP, but I won't see him until Friday. But, oh, baby, when I do get hold of him, there will be a joining of French and American cultures that hasn't been seen since Jefferson!
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