It’s tooth and bone
and grinding nails
and lollipops
and puppy dog tails
It’s blood and blades
and scratches and
cuts
It’s tooth and nail
and tearing flesh;
rending flesh
it’s all about the past
the present
and the
future
that was never
meant
to be
It’s all about tooth and bone
and grinding nails
It’s all about
ME!
.
.
5/21/01
©Patti Keno
Oh the sweet caress
of last year’s dress
as it swirls and falls around my hips
a voice and a note
and we’re dancing again
just like last year
just like back then
one hand on my hip
and the other pressed to my neck
pulling me in
pulling me in
to feel last year’s kiss once more
Oh the sweet caress
of last years dress
as we live this day out once more
the satin sweet swirl
as you spin me around
spinning and spinning
until we fall to the ground
laughing and laughing
we lay
side by side
on last year’s soil
on last year’s earth
quietly you whisper
last year’s promises in my ear
quietly you whisper
words of forever love
“I’ll never leave you again”
you whisper
“never leave me again”
my response
and we twirl and we swirl
together as one
once more on last year’s night
Oh the sweet caress
of last year’s dress
as it’s satin falls around my hips
you caress me once more and kiss my lips
“See you next year.” you say
and wave a little goodbye
“next year” I whisper
in last year’s reply
“next year” I repeat
as you disappear
into last year’s morning light
.
.
11/2/01
©Patti Keno
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The hollow of his hands
The smoothness of his nails
The soft flesh above his eyes
His strong arms around me
His texture; It’s all so real
And I miss it
I miss all of this
As I sit and contemplate
the emptiness of my own arms
I long to feel him there
I long to see him; to touch his hair
I lived my whole life with
This longing for the man with no face
I’ve felt my head against his chest
I’ve felt his finger on my lips and in my mouth
I’ve stared into his ocean-deep eyes
But never once saw his face
Every morning I wake more exhausted
Then when I fell asleep
I’ve spend the entire night
Trying to convince him to come to me
Begging… pleading…
Longing for him to follow me as I slip through
The Dreaming and wake alone once more.
I cry each morning, holding myself
Soon there will be nothing left
Of me to hold on too
Soon there will be nothing left of me.
He told me last night…
“you won’t be alone forever.”
But this waiting is tearing me apart inside
This raw nerve that rips open anew
Each time I see another couple
Together
Another couple in love.
It tears me apart inside that I cannot be
That I cannot be in love
I can only be alone.
4/2/01
©Patti Keno
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