still that girlA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
there
is a tall tree in myopic sentiment, i stand by it, watching you from a
distance
your hand entwined in
another's a leaf touches my
shoulder as a tear falls beside
me
or is it my own?
you used to be when i was young and
budding and in my spring
uprising enterprising love in my back pocket future hanging from my
neck like a fool's gold chain
i tasted your beauty kissed your scent with
weak knees shattering themselves
from your breath your lips put me in
another universe but that tree was always
in my future, even then
i knew you would not
accompany me from that present to this one,
even as your smile was
burning through me the ashes were strewn in
disarray i knew we'd never
collapse together over the simmering coals for longer than an
interim
i watch you now from that distance that tree having seen
many seasons pass my heart still as close
as then
but your memory of me is just a glance favoring slight
recognition
or not.
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Added on February 12, 2017Last Updated on February 12, 2017 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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