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(1963 / New York)

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Leave Now, But For A Moment

Go now, from my side,
and from my insides,
When you linger, I get little done...
Such a fantastic distraction

Leave now, but for a moment,
while I spin in circles, that sketch your face,
collapsing in dizzy daydreams of you
Wonderfully winded, and wanting more

Move now, just out of sight,
so that I might notice the seasons changing
or the hours passing...or the crickets chirping
Anything...anything...other than you

Depart, sudden and with smooth escape
With footfall light, as an Irish mist
That you'll be missed, with every lick of my lips
Leave Now, but for a moment.....

Submitted: Tuesday, October 01, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013


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(10/02/13) Though you go...you are never gone far from the fantasy. Ever remembered, imagined...'what if...'

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  • Anthony Burkett (2/2/2014 8:04:00 PM)

    Isn't love grand and all consuming... a notion that devours heart, mind, body and spirit.... at least that is what your pen is telling me that we share in common... a true and genuine love of love.

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  • Chloe Yvon (10/8/2013 3:18:00 PM)

    This is very beautiful...but I wouldn't expect anything less coming from yourself! Well done, once again.

  • Khairul Ahsan (10/2/2013 6:15:00 AM)

    'Though you go...you are never gone far from the fantasy.'
    Quite a passionate statement, though the poem is of contrasting rather than complementary feelings:
    'Move now, just out of sight,
    so that I might notice the seasons changing
    or the hours passing...or the crickets chirping
    Anything...anything...other than you'

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