Had I known more
Or not known more
I would have thought to say
That if you calleth beauty then
It shall be on its way
For on the rainy streets we walked
And the bottoms of your jeans
Were wettened by the asphalt
And the bottoms of your jeans
Were wettened by the puddles
They were
Wettened by your tears
And the asphalt of your heart was stepped upon
By high heeled shoes and make up and perfume
And debauchery on a night were drunkards buzzed by
And the silence in one’s eyes
And the smiles of brown girls as they wave goodbye
That sly
That heathen that dismayed
Lonely king of heaven, that puritan that perfectionist
The violinist of my chords brings
And takes away
I have seen and never seen
Such gracefulness in your sway
High-pitched voices and a bouquet
Of vanilla orchids wrapped and served on crème brulee
Your voice is all I seek
Your soothing voice come talk come to me come talk
I have seen and never seen such beauty such decay
The imperfections glistening in the sunshine
The scars the bloody tissues
The granite statues of goddesses and angels they portray
Your eyes were never shiny
They were black like coal and your hair
Was never clean
It was always fuzzy
Your socks were dirtied by the dusty floor
You drank more water than I’ve ever seen
And you were perfect
Like a love song out of key
Like a beautiful princess who was missing two teeth
Like a sweaty frog on a summer’s eve
And a summer’s pond on a summer’s eve
And the swimmers ponder on a summer’s eve
Our love was like an unfinished tale written in chalk on tarmac
And the rain would cry as it tore our love apart
And your father owned a rifle and he would smile
And I would be scared but you would hold my hand
And if I ever wondered how many stars there are
You would say to me that I am your only star
And I would whisper
Songs about a love that never was
And stories of a maiden who never should be
And you would look at me with eyes of wisdom and smile and pat my hand and tell me that you love me and that you will always love me
And I would wonder why
And afternoons would stretch so long and you would come to play in our yard
And our mothers would converse
And I would dig a hole in my back yard
And we would look for bugs
And I would hold the bug in my hand
And you would try to look so brave
Perhaps you’d be as brave as me
But secretly I would be trying to be brave as you
And we would walk to cliffs and make love in the moonlight
And I would drive away at midnight and you would stay alone
And we would fight
And you would cry
And when you’d go I would cry
And I would kick myself for loving you
And you would love me too
In my life
I hope I see you smile
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