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You don't even know me.

by Maria Kintner

I wasn't lying, exactly,
when I spilled the school-girl secret,
and broke the balance between the sun
and the rain.

And you sat there,
while I tried to un-shatter,
my pieces all broken and chipped around me,
a sad face in the early morning cold.

More than anything, I never wanted to say it.

I once dreamed we held hands on a stairway
as you gently guided me up. But my dreams
had high ambitions, and I don't mind that we
were always friends.

I want, again, to walk on water. I want the melody to sound
the way it used to, with inside jokes, and the promise that you could
trust me to not let you down. More than a kiss, on last night's
over-made up face, and the alcohol in my tears.

More than a tired refrain for song we stopped singing. And more
than the reality that I was, really, just singing it alone.

02/03/2010

Posted on 02/03/2010
Copyright © 2020 Maria Kintner

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 02/03/10 at 01:04 PM

Very enjoyable write lady. And isn't this the bane of our existence, to love and not be known or not know the one we love?

Posted by Johnny Crimson on 02/03/10 at 02:53 PM

This is great storytelling. :)

Posted by V. Blake on 02/03/10 at 05:23 PM

Pretty sure this is the first I've read of you, but it certainly won't be the last. This is excellent--thanks very much for sharing it :)

Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 02/03/10 at 06:42 PM

"broke the balance between the sun and the rain" an amazing phrase, this is a very good write, the longing to turn back and go back to the way it was before the secret was spilled is true and the emotion felt. smh

Posted by Therese Elaine on 02/04/10 at 01:56 AM

As the others have said -you spun out a story really well here, lovely imagery and a command of language and careful choice in the way you put it together -nicely done!

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