lying in wait
5-30/31-2012
here I am, lying in wait
for a magical mistress
she may bewitch me,
I am happy she can;
now I miss her so
for the ones that lay
beneath fire sheets with me-
a lucky few seen gift,
how different is reality;
how glad am I to live
I wish she would grant me:
free reign over her curved torso,
passage to conquer her wholly
now all fade...
the morning is our time to shine
maybe one day we will know
if ever love was as strong as ours,
or if we kid ourselves on long nights
the tempest changes course instantly...
and I am left bewildered in the wake
in my mind, I may fly anywhere
rest atop a mountain then sail to sea
even find myself knelt beside she
for even if our time was short (long)
it shan’t be forgotten, like our
expressions
I don't know if ever she will climb me
or if she will understand what she had,
but I can guarantee that many passages
written and unwritten- are given a
voice;
unlike my desires throughout the year
she may grow tired of me, annoyed even
but I will claim that when she lies
before another
her mind will linger to our long nights
her poor memory will retain some
details...
her heart will remember all that passed
if I could mail a letter to past
partner
she would receive it kindly, and with
luck
may she proceed through this life
undeterred
and reverent to past loves (she still
knows me);
was I ever unchanged from birth
James P McCabe
