The candle flickers on the restaurant table,
Shadows lie across the menu listing
Spicy rice and chutneys we are able
To taste in silence, both our eyes resisting
Intimacy we’ve bitten in our lips;
A lifetime’s truths and treason we must hide
As even candlelight can not eclipse
The light that conversation would provide.
Another couple nearby shamelessly
Gaze at eachother: he loquatious, talks
To hide his lustful motives; blamelessly
She listens, smiles as if agreeing, stalks
With creeping hand his careless fingers, seeming
As if she wasn’t waiting for his hot advance…
He strokes her patient palm and says that dreaming
Had not prepared him for this true romance.
We eavesdrop, voyeurs, as they unaware
Lighten our burdened hearts; released we smile
One to the other, as two colleagues share
A secret, and superior awhile
To all the world, we let ourselves direct
Our eyes to one another, surface glance
That we will feast on, greedily connect
A moment, then return to routine trance.
12.20.05
the manifestation of need that yearning sweeping away distance because it's so hard to bear yet how this is done the great mystery of human connection to really know the other and the other really knowing you without masks naked in a world filled with high fashion a wonderful poem
unlike the majority of the attempted poems posted by novice poets on this site, this one actually works, which proved a pleasant surprise. i would say this is a nice lyric poem, which captures well the atmosphere and absurdity of the dating game.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A true people watcher is a rare thing, two together are an unstoppable force. I enjoyed reading this very much. Well thought out with clever rhymes and a lovely subject. Thanks for letting us in on the secret! Hugs Anna xxx