I Am Sorry I Could Not Phone Tonight Mlg Poem by L.B. Temuco

Turn over
Lets burn down all the bridges
lets drown deep
in the torrent
lets devour ourselves
in warm searching places
Turn over
Lets have breakfast together
tomorrow
the day after
and the day after that too
Turn over
Stand up against that wall
And read your best poem
to me
through me
at me
past me
inside me
I feel your going away
and your coming back
like wild geese
I hear your call
and it cuts me
always in half
but you always return
and we share the story
of parting
of going back to the start
this will go on
until it stops forever
and begins again
and again
and again
until we finally forget
where we have been
until we are
everything
and forever
for the very last time
Turn over
Sit in your window
in darkness
wrapped in my heart
always touching
things forgotten
never saying
things unspoken
that dance around us
on strings that we cannot see
Turn over
dark velvet
and let me in
Turn over
I am tormented