YOU'RE OUR MAN
(for Leonard Cohen)
you were not handsome—
craggy lines on a face so young
tangled dark hair framing it
and a husky voice
stroking inside a woman's ear
with your tongue
rhymes so slanted—as if you
couldn't quite get it right
yet rhythm caressing every inch
of her with those long, aching fingers
oh, Leonard, so slim, with a guitar
hanging over your bony shoulder
shirt open to show
the curly dark hairs on your chest
you were pure sex…teasing
a woman's body to lie against your naked one
and when you left your Marianne, Suzanne…
and all the others
you did it with such finesse
May Leonard R, .I.P. God's Blessings! 5 Stars for this loveliest Ode!
A kindest ode for The Leonard Cohen. As I could remember your Title of this scintillating poem is from a wellknown song, that loveliest Song I still remember, this is very fascinating Ode.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A vividly captivating piece on love...taking a stylistic path often untrodden. Kudos!