fortunately

10 01 2004

despite never having had a skating-pond
i learned the best rule early on:
never skate alone.

when your feet go through,
take my cold hands in yours
sink your claws in if you have to
i won’t let go.

lucky for both of us i’m strong
and stubborn, and you’re not dragging
half as much dead weight as you suspect you are:
it’s not a million eyes, but just a few
and a few too many mirrors.

let the glass fall.
come back into the shock-cold winter air
and then the warm with me–

we’ll drink lucky stars in our hot tea,
and hypothermia is only temporary.

[2011 edit: dear Matthew, the girl i originally wrote this for turned out not to have been worth it anyway. would you mind if i rededicated it to you?]

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5 responses

12 01 2004
cheshirrrecat

that was Beautiful, t. you are such an Amazing woman and poet….
i Love you…..

12 01 2004
tyra

thank you.
and now i know you’re still out there and at least all-in-one-piece enough for silly quizzes and responding to my responses to your poetry. i feel much better. *hug* >kiss<

12 01 2004
cheshirrrecat

Sorry to make you worry….
was going to drop you a line in a little bit. actually, i was going to call you last night, but jameson and i were getting along pretty well and i didnt think you needed to deal with my drunk ass….
*kiss*

12 01 2004
tyra

yes, well.
as far as drunk asses go, yours is one of my very favorites.

12 01 2004
cheshirrrecat

;}
*kiss*

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