Minggu, 31 Juli 2011

My heart melted window



I can beg for you,
but we both know your hip could be mine
just with a flick of the hair
and the squeak of rubber

stars lend me their light
(Give me someone to guide)
I do not want to slip
but I had no grip,
Nothing is held back.

I remember your voice,
You laugh, your hands
Falls as snow in my ears

You bend over I'll be you;
I gasped.
damaged, I pointed
Fractions and verticies
(I'm transparent.)

Grass-stain feels like love
bed-hair and morning breath
I fell, (not from grace)

I will never forget how you feel.

I'm letting you in
your claws and you ran down the wall
I mutilated stanza carefully-structured
and my soft thighs

I'll never ask why, it's not your fault-
(had this)

ice in your eyes burn my skin,
turbulent gentle hills and rocks,
That wind-calm
You're what I call home

I am shut out of mine own heart


I am shut out of mine own heart
because my love is far from me,
nor in the wonders have I part
that fill its hidden empery:
The wildwood of adventurous thought
and lands of dawn my dream had won,
the riches out of Faery brought
are buried with our bridal sun.
And I am in a narrow place,
and all its little streets are cold,
because the absence of her face
has robb'd the sullen air of gold.
My home is in a broader day:
at times I catch it glistening
thro' the dull gate, a flower'd play
and odour of undying spring:
The long days that I lived alone,
sweet madness of the springs I miss'd,
are shed beyond, and thro' them blown
clear laughter, and my lips are kiss'd:
And here, from mine own joy apart,
I wait the turning of the key: -
I am shut out of mine own heart
because my love is far from me.

When I am dead


When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me:
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree: 
Be the green grass above me&
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain;
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.

Remember


Remember me when I am gone away, 
Gone far away into the silent land; 
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. 
Remember me when no more day by day 
You tell me of our future that you plann'd:
Only remember me; you understand 
It will be late to counsel then or pray. 
Yet if you should forget me for a while 
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave 
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, 
Better by far you should forget and smile 
Than that you should remember and be sad.

Beautiful Dreamer


Beautiful dreamer, wake unto me, 
Starlight and dewdrops are waiting for thee;
Sounds of the rude world heard in the day,
Lull'd by the moonlight have all pass'd away! 
Beautiful dreamer, queen of my song,
List while I woo thee with soft melody;
Gone are the cares of life's busy throng. 
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me! 
Beautiful dreamer, out on the sea,
Mermaids are chaunting the wild lorelie;
Over the streamlet vapors are borne,
Waiting to fade at the bright coming morn. 
Beautiful dreamer, beam on my heart, 
E'en as the morn on the streamlet and sea;
Then will all clouds of sorrow depart, 
Beautiful dreamer, awake unto me!