22 November 2009

poems about chris

poem 1

And the sun rose behind his eyes,
And the morning broke in his smile.
And when he held me close
The world was whole,
And so was I.

And when he laughed the birds sang,
And when he woke the seas parted.
And when he kissed my lips
The world swelled with joy,
And so did I.

And when he shook his head,
And when he said no more,
And when he waved goodbye,
The world broke in two.
The skies cried and never stopped.
And neither did I.

poem 2

It is as unchanging as the pattern of the birds.
It is as unchanging as the rising of the sun,
The scent of the grass,
The sound of a nightingale,
The taste of a strawberry,
The swell of my chest when I breathe you in.
It is solid as the tortoise shell,
It is solid as the mountains,
The granite,
The marble,
The diamond,
The heat between your trembling legs.
It is as fleeting as the leaves in fall.
It is as fleeting as the seasons,
The sunrise,
The sunset,
The life of an insect,
The time it took to say hello, I love you,
Goodbye.