words are liars
by their very nature.
tin cans clanging
on a honeymoon string
trying to sing.
it’s a lot of noise
to untie later.
You and me
more often
check in,
leave the rattle behind,
unpack our breath,
kick conversation off
like a pair of tight
shoes.
Sing our particular
truth
with fingers and hips.
the melody being
what hovers
in-between
your eyes and mine.
I like how you look
at me
when
so often
you don’t have
the words.
6 comments:
I love it!
"words are liars
by their very nature."
That reminds me of one of my favorite jokes: "Hello," s/he lied.
Thank you, Aleida. I wish I could introduce you to my "good lawyer"...you'd be inspired, I think.
"tin cans clanging/on a honeymoon string/trying to sing./it’s a lot of noise/to untie later."
Wow, LJ, wow--awesome metaphor! I'm not a big fan of poetry, but this one is the exception. Really eloquent!
Jeez, Jess. Thank you. Seriously. I always post poetry with the sinking feeling that I'm oversharing.
I appreciate the comment a lot.
Brilliant! Masterful understanding of relationship!
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