they can throw stones
and ring my bones
let them stare at
my happiness,
I'm home.
when you step upon the stage,
I reach for my libretto.
Allegro, staccato
Mi amore non troppo,
I'll turn every page.
For an hour it seems
like a minute,
didn't think I'd find love
til I realized I'm in it....
With you,
With you
It's you.
(it takes a gutterman to know how to pull you out of the gutter.
2 comments:
Spaceman in Arcadia--Steven Paige Davis--is the man who writes these poems. Can anyone read them and not know the tender heart that beats within this amazing, beautiful creature? Of course I fell in love with him: my soul's mirror.
WHAAAAAA!
Post a Comment