Oh, I have moments, my love
Moments where my life here, my aloneness
seem empty and mysterious
when the brightly colored dress up clothes dissolve
revealing my nakedness
The carefully controlled yearning underneath
breaks through
I find myself standing at the window
as so often in the old days
I watch the driveway for your arrival
believing you are traveling toward me
My heart and soul reach out to snatch you to me
my mind grasping for a clear picture
of your eyes, your smile
Then the phone rings
rousing me from my reverie
Your voice from so far away
I plummet like a stone falling
your telephone persona all I hold
in my hands, my aloneness
Radha
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