Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Regression

I didn't say a word to you
And you, not one to me
I only stopped and saw from you
A nod, a wave.
Received.
I felt this way a while back...
Longer than it seems?
Despite the time I've not seen you,
I love you all the same.
No less
And yes, maybe more
The stuff that absence makes?
I felt like I could
hardly breathe
I ask
You give
I take.
Your face to me is
an analeptic
that takes its job
too far
And I
could only
curse
my silence
sitting in that car.
I should have said
how much I missed you
somehow
with
my eyes?
I choked on words
before they reached you.
Chance gone. Still hypnotized.
The next time fate
should draw us to
the same
vicinity
I'm gonna stop and talk to you.
I want
your words
for me.

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