12.6.12

speak

all these words pour out of me
like water and like water, wash away.
i long for something permanent,
something that will stay.

i wish i was a sculptor--i
could carve the contours of our love
in stone for all the world to trace.

but i am a musician. all i can do
is from this distance
kiss the air beside your ear
over and over, say
i love you.
i love you.
i love you.

i wish i was a painter,
could mix the reds and blues of you
and paint a sunset half so beautiful.

but i am a musician. all i have
is this guitar
to laugh, to moan, to cry, to say
i love you.
over and over, say
i love you.
i love you.
i love you.

No comments: