Drop the china,
spill the tea,
half drunk,
half left to calm itself,
too cold already.
Jump the threshold,
not bother to check,
even for OCD's sake,
if the door locked itself
as hurriedly I left.
Hop in the car,
put the top gear,
and at once...
get moving...
slow as the traffic allows it,
fast as my heart won't stop racing.
Pull over at the spot too familiar,
forget to pull the handbrake,
jump out of car,
jump over the fence,
a hesitant knock
on the door that's taking
a lifetime to open
Squeeze you in my embrace,
you can't breathe,
I don't need to breathe.
all that and more
and all the more waiting
past my patience
long worn out
all that and more
impossible and beyond
all dreamt but not done
I would
again and again
each day I spend
away from you
my reason for being unreasonable
my beloved sanity
I don't miss thee
I don't miss thee
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