Sunday, December 19, 2004

draft

Should I just smile, go to bed or throw a party? All of my clothes feel like someone's old throw-aways. These cucumber eyes glimmer in the light of another. All colors go where you do. I feel so powerless. I need to stop this somehow and be happy. For you. The window glass reflects where you once stood. Rain still falls on that soggy plain in spain. argentina still shouldn't cry. I want to buy you a small mixing bowl for the reception. You'll still be on my Christmas list. old jeans are comfortable, like an old lover. past is in the past. assimilate past and future. adoring you, all good. beauty, you know me inside out. even my dark secrets. I have to love you, I can't help love you. I'm happy for you. my head is happy for you. my heart stopped 20 minutes ago. my heart is beating just fine. my heart understands too. I'm telling my heart to be happy for you. it is. it'll come around.
It's good to be in love.
I'm happy you're in love.

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