Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Many Happy Returns


So I quickly fled that place to the farthest far away and I arrived here disenchanted, thinking I had only been irrigating delusions and letting them grow, planting a landscape of sorrow. Then I saw you and the waters that make your eyes shine and now I'm shining, too. And everyone is equal but not as equal as you and I like to look at you when you're looking at me and I'm so glad you were born and what wouldn't I give you, if you only asked. But all I have is that free pretty picture and these fleeting moments and this piece of trash that I cleaned and polished for you, a crumpled paper I unfolded and smoothed out:

You are not alone now. I am here with you now.

always