Tell me
much closer than before,
with your arms extended,
the difference of East and West -
Is it anything like the distance from your elbow to your wrist
and how when I travel there
I find no obstruction in between –
Is this how you became
my only sense of direction?

You make me wonder
If the only real music in the world
Is made between two people,
That we are the walls
of some fine instrument
holding in the strum
and the unity
that resonates there
never fading

It’s odd how I still see you
even with my eyes closed,
the electric signal you represent
is a shadow that follows me,
like after staring directly at the sun
you invade all my images

And so
when I’ve tried to let you go,
from my mind, from my body, from my vision, from within
tried not to resonate -
tried to call west
“East”
and north
“South”
but you remain my constant
never faltering,
always there
when I need direction –
And though I am alone right now,
miles and miles away,
You remain
in all my vision
in every picture
in memory
that goes
and goes, and goes

you show me
you are
love

the only music

that never stops.

02/25/2006

Author's Note:

Posted on 02/25/2006
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