Sunday 11 November 2012

UNKNOWN

I sat knees folded on the edge of my bed
On the verge of crying out thoughts unsaid
Before me he kneels; his hands caught in mine
Eyes meet eyes, lips in line
The silence was all we heard.
We're about to break up or make up
Or lie in the familiarity we found in between
I saw in him the love and pain I felt in me
Apologetic over a dirty slate we both must wipe clean
He doesn't know how to, I can't seem to show him.
He spoke in whispers, the words barely leaving his mouth
But like a sixth sense I heard them even before they came out
He's saying goodbye without letting me go
I'm walking away greeting him hello.

In the middle we sit, together uncertain
The companionship is bliss amidst the hurting
If we're to leave here with nothing or all
Do we rise or fall beyond the curtain call?

We're a long road from the first kiss
And this feel of his lips on mine could be the last
Lest we dare to dare another genesis.
Leave us be or let us be more
Friends at heart, lovers at soul
Strangers in no place but the before.
Our embrace holds too tightly to tell
A hearty welcome or an agonizing farewell?

3 comments:

  1. "In the middle we sit, together uncertain
    The companionship is bliss amidst the hurting
    If we're to leave here with nothing or all
    Do we rise or fall beyond the curtain call?"...Favorite lines.:)

    ReplyDelete