Love,
I saw you in hallways,
And nearly forgot
To make that motion
-Memento-
Teeth-bit and turned around.
Darling,
I move too fast
And pass the little things-
Like the rain,
God,
Like the rain;
Did you notice?
The sky wept tears
For Mandela,
But also of
-Joy-
Rebirth-
Of the never-ending, twice-risen-
Rock-rolling
Elation-
The kind that can't
Stay dead.
Blüme,
You are beautiful-My heart is bountiful,
And I just can't help
-Thinking-
That your smile would look
-Lovely-
Lying next to mine.
Well, sometimes looks
Speak louder than words,
And sometimes grand songs
Sulk to silent places-
Pantomiming nothing.
I just want to sing with loud letters
Forming your name,
Just want to let the deluge
Flood the sewers and fill the streets,
Culling, cathartic-
Yet, your eyes.
That look,
Resembling...
I remember...
Red weddings
-And-
Remarkably:
Renaissance.
