Song for the Road - full My love, I’ve held you up for the seven years My debt I’ve bled and wept for it Returned it for you A thousand time over My love, I’ve hoped you in the orchards, With the lilies and in the rain, I ached you where the roads meet and where my thighs meet I drew you from the sleep in my eye I prayed you over the balcony My love, The roads that were our roads I’ve traveled and traveled over and over again, I have looked, my love, for traces In all of the filling places I have sat in the mouths of whales And expected in the gardens My love, I have retraced and traipsed all the cracks in the wall Waiting to fill them Refusing to leave Even at night Standing guard over the whole of it I have, my love For long enough. Now that you are well and I am well I must sing to you distance And collect the remnants by my own And gather them in a tower of love And bend away from it. Do not be frightened, love. Do not be alarmed As to the state Of my soft muscles. Do not be sad, my love. What we had we did have And in that tower, buried under wreathes of new doings, There will always be me And you, My love. Here, Now My token is restored. Enough. Enough now.
Posted on: Thu, 27 Jun 2013 00:49:58 +0000
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