Who Are You Now?

It's been a busy couple of weeks. Not much time to write; not even much time to think about writing. But every once in a while lightning strikes the top of my head and I don't have to think about writing. I just have to write. Today was one of those days. I like those days--days when the words write me for a change.


Who Are You Now?


you're not the girl i fell in love with
all those years ago
you have the same eyes
and the same crooked smile
but you know so many things
that she could never know

i'm not the guy you fell in love with
either, you know.
i can tell all his stories
and wear all his clothes
but my feet, in his shoes,
have learned a whole new way to move.

so who are you now,
and who am i?
are we still lovers,
or just getting by?

every day i discover you
asleep in my bed
and it's warm under the covers
where the past and the future collide in my head
all i remember
and all i desire
gathers together in the loops of your hair
i'm here, and you're here
and that's all that matters.

so who are you now?
and who am i?
we are lovers like forests
reborn every day
from the ashes of dreams.
we are reaching our arms 
towards the sky.




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