Faded Jeans - Poem by Kevin Carney
As I close the end of this show.
Walk away into the fading light…
I’ve run it all for what it was worth.
I saw your body it called for me…
I thought I took you for who I thought you were.
Really though how could I be sure.
I heard your words, I couldn’t bear….
Was it a time of cruel intention?
Was it that the waters had already run dry…
Did the words fall silent before they could be said?
Please speak again, I honestly didn’t hear…
Maybe I just wanted to believe in what I thought you said…
Where was I when you stood near?
Did I cherish the time what we had?
Did I savor it like fine wine?
I wanted the fine clothes and champagne…
For you to be always near.
To take those nights of soft passionate kisses
Of deep embraces…
The countless whispers in the silence of the night…
Only to find you wanted faded jeans…
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