Jamie (for the wild stars I picked for you)

silence of me

It’s sunny but J it’s cold outside as the shades draw themselves today

I understand

I do

I have reclused before

No responsibilities today

So… I indulge in writing and nostalgia

I light candles during the daytime darkness

I set up my typewriter on the ground

Settle myself comfortably down

Two bottles of wine

Your picture as big as the grandest Warhol panoramic pop art

Someone is playing a record in the dark of you saying, “I love you too.”

Teeth chattering head stones

Alone

But it’s all I know since you

I dream of dreams I’ve had about you

Beautiful in every way imaginable

Cartoon butterflies and sad imaginary images

You are the kiss that wakes me up from this heartbreak coma

I never felt sincerity as strong as my heart beats for you

We got to this place

But this place is our blank canvas

With your voice painting colors

And my typed out words being glued in no order

Fleeting life really could be

Not close if I had you next to me

My bed is big and bigger each day you are gone

I let the candles wax weigh on my shoulders

I’ll never stop writing you until the day your kisses are meant for your humble narrator

Reviews

[Markymark]

I like this piece too. Wonderful flow of words:

we got to this place
But this place is our blank canvas
With your voice painting colors
And my typed out words being glued in no order
Fleeting life really could be
Not close if I had you next to me
My bed is big and bigger each day you are gone
I let the candles wax weigh on my shoulders
I'll never stop writing you until the day your kisses are meant for your humble narrator

I get the feeling of letter writing until she returns....or poetry like this.

Wonderful,

Markymark

[bluessadmood]

Oh Dear Count Dear Count,what is this what is thy heart singing ,and your mind playing
those wonderful tunes..i was amazed at those words..
its sunny but cold outside,have reclused before,indulged in writing and nostalgia
lit candles in day darkness,set my typewriter,settled myself with two wines
someone playing in the dark and saying:I love you too
alone ,its all I know since you..dream of dreams about you
beautiful never immaginable..cartoon butterflies,sad imaginary images
you are the kiss that wakes me from my heart break coma
how sincere my heart beats for you
your voice painting colors,words glued in no order
fleeting life could be,if i had you close to me
will never stop writing,till the day
your kisses are meant for humble me
God dear Count what beauty is that
i was really taken by those words
how beautiful they are
lovely write..