From me here to you there
Somewhere on the other side of this wide night
and the distance between us, I am thinking of you
The room is turning slowly away from the moon.
This is pleasurable. Or shall I cross that out and
say
It is sad? In one of the tenses I am singing
an impossible song of desire that you cannot hear.
La lala la. See? I close my eyes and imagine
the dark hills I would have to cross
to reach you. For I am in love with you and this
Is what it is like, or what it is like in words.
-Words, Wide Night, Carol Ann Duffy
Let not our longing slay the appetite of our living. -Jim Elliot
posted by cheeze @ 12:01 AM
4 Comments:
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you found it. i like this poem but it is kinda sad.
poor dear. *hug*
that is such a sweet passage !
It's... the way things are, not too sad. God's plan, therefore I'm not poor at all. :) Yeah it's sweet. Thanks for the poem babe!
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