Wild In A Cage
for Deanah Sweeting
all these years to discover who she is
what moments await us, are stored up for us
if we can only watch and wait
if we can hold out, can hold on
until they come, arriving one by one
like Easter, Christmas, birth days
met her tonight, finally
remember when I first set eyes upon her
how I was smitten, hungry, thirsty
to see her emerge from the store
with what she went shopping for
long ago, but I remember the banana
she emerged eating
I remember her pale blue shorts
I remember my heart swiftly beating
I remember being in awe
how many heartbeats has it been
from then till now
tonight,
to stumble upon her, upon her house,
to discover her dad is my friend
dark like him,
a million times more lovely
in what incubator was she made
14 years ago
14 billion years to go
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
11:56 p.m. 23.05.09
for Deanah Sweeting
all these years to discover who she is
what moments await us, are stored up for us
if we can only watch and wait
if we can hold out, can hold on
until they come, arriving one by one
like Easter, Christmas, birth days
met her tonight, finally
remember when I first set eyes upon her
how I was smitten, hungry, thirsty
to see her emerge from the store
with what she went shopping for
long ago, but I remember the banana
she emerged eating
I remember her pale blue shorts
I remember my heart swiftly beating
I remember being in awe
how many heartbeats has it been
from then till now
tonight,
to stumble upon her, upon her house,
to discover her dad is my friend
dark like him,
a million times more lovely
in what incubator was she made
14 years ago
14 billion years to go
© Obediah Michael Smith, 2009
11:56 p.m. 23.05.09
posted by Obie Quiet at 12:54 AM
2 Comments:
This is where I come to be comforted by words on a computer screen, to dream of and to feel with, and to be reminded of life's simple, but priceless pleasures, like unfading memories of banana's and pale blue shorts.
delightful to read, to return and find you still creating a picture of your daily experiences with your beautiful mind, with your beautiful words...excellent mr smith(but then i shouldnt be surprised)
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