My other favorite b/c it reminds me of James and the Giant Peach. I like that it tells a story, is imaginitive, humorous and tender all together.
November 15, 2008 at 6:31 PM
I wrote poems about love and longing, I pined, I schemed about ways to meet you, planned what I would say and how I might approach you.
It's all come to nothing so far.
Here's my latest plan:
You won't know me when I'm near, because I will not notice you, my eyes will glance over you to someone beyond, I'll turn away, look down, keep walking, but late at night I'll return to my secret task: digging a convoluted tunnel to your heart, bit by bit, with a bent and rusty spoon I stole from the cafe.
Any day now I'm sure to break through, and stealthily enter the chambers of your heart - on tip-toe, in socks, breathing shallowly and moving slowly.
I don't want to disturb anything, I just want to see what it's like to be in there.
Maybe I'd pause for a bit and watch how you secretly love the world when you think no one else is around.
I might take a nap, too, before I headed out, because it would be so warm and comfortable.
The only things I'd leave behind are a few tender kisses in spots that wouldn't bother you or disrupt your days, a soft string guideline to make finding my way back easier, and a note that said
"Stealing into your Heart (feb 28, 2005)"
2 Comments -
beautiful....
September 25, 2008 at 7:37 PM
My other favorite b/c it reminds me of James and the Giant Peach. I like that it tells a story, is imaginitive, humorous and tender all together.
November 15, 2008 at 6:31 PM