You say..........

you say

come
not because i ask you to
not.... because i don't know what else to do
not for me and my unsentimental trivialities

but for the patch of green moss in my yard
under the fig tree
and a lone aster beside
that awaits to see your mouth
chewing a pencil end in concentration
as you sprawl and write

come
because its time
needing someone so bad ....has to be a crime

come, not for the silence that seeps every pore
when an ochre august dusk peeps through the door
but for the guttural call of the cicadas
as if imitating the roar in the pit of my stomach

come
for that tug
you know which one

for mornings laced with the smell of strong coffee
and a toast wanting to burn in your hands
the breeze that refuses to lift the curtain
 i am almost certain
it awaits a pair of green eyes

smiling
shrugging
tilting

playing.....watching its each and every antic

don't listen to me
but give in to their demands
come now

for the subtle glow from my night lamp
longing to infuse
bathe your skin
for the side of the bed
which you will claim as yours

end their strife

fill up my life

with possibilities

once again

come
because its time
needing someone so much.....so bad
 has to be a crime.....


sonny [ all right reserved ]
 
* ya.....even though i am old fashioned......and would rather have you come....you could put up a mighty good argument if you say that........


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