blood wedding

Somewhere below me the cars caress the street
Like lovers soft and languid in the rapture of the sheets.
I decided tonight that I have to leave you.

In the cold clear silence, to me, midnight came
And when she left, I was surprised to find the
wild urge of your memory numb and tamed.

Somewhere below me there’s passion running hot
A man and woman, twisted into a writhing, biting knot
I decided tonight that that finally, it was over.

It came to me calmly like a summer stream
That knowledge, perfect, true, cool and forgiving
That never could we live each other’s dreams

Somewhere below me there’s a dance of life and death
for the artifacts of passion, for the weapons of tenderness
I knew tonight you would never truly love me.

This poem originally appeared on my MySpace blog, Full Mental Jacket, on 11/30/2006

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