Always looking back at you
from the other side of the street,
I never really forgot
how to love you.
Running after the same things,
I write to you on the bark of the trees
that bloom in the spring
in front of your house.
In the park, after you leave,
I sit alone on the bench you have rested
and mark the spot
with an X.
I take pictures of your footprints
and put them in frames on the walls of my room.
I walk behind you and inhale
the air that touches your lips.
I carry sandwiches with me, that I eat
at the same time with you, from the distance,
pretending we're on a date.
And for desert I fight the dogs for the bagels you throw.
I light bonfires and wave to you
pretending I'm Robinson Crusoe
and you Europe. I drink for the sole purpose
of having bottles in which to keep my promises.
I build wooden horses,
and leave them at your door,
pretending you are Helen of Troy,
and your cat is Paris.
When people speak to me, I just nod.
I keep all my words for you.
I sit on rooftops and watch the rain
kiss your shoulders, pretending I am the rain.
and sometimes in the bus stop
when you are not looking
I lay down on the ground behind you
and grasp the hand of your shadow.
a poem of the funny things we would do when totally love struck? ..................well written
This is SO amazing! I like the last few lines of course, but my other favorite is I keep all my words for you...really speaks to me, and some of it resembles my writing style as well. thank you for sharing!
and sometimes in the bus stop when you are not looking I lay down behind you and grasp the hand of your shadow- - - - -such a lovely piece of poem on Love- - - -10/10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very fine writing, I like it, thanks. please read my poems and say something.