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VxPoem ID: 23803
Category:
personal_life
Posted: August 19th. 2006 5:34:00 PM
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I swear I was born right in the doorway
by Arianna Pendragon
Age Group: Adult
I can feel myself laughing all over the place
&I love the pressure on my stomach
As you lead (carry) me
Down that hallway
Into that dumb
Elevator that
Scared me
So badly
That I
Ran.
I'm waiting for that day
You'll smile at me
Hand in hand in pocket
Look me in the eye
Maybe stop laughing for a second
Disregard my height
And tell me that you can't
Won't ever forever
Live without me.
And that secretly you
Remembered what day it was
And you have
And always will
Love me like you
Try and say
You do.
But until then
I'm settling for
Your hand on my shoulder
Fingers on my waist
Eyes wandering to places I can't see
And secret smiles to your friends
That say things closer to
"Isn't she cute?"
Or maybe sometimes
"Aren't we stupid?"
Instead of things
Pertaining to your undying
Affection.
The sky's blue up ahead
The things I notice
When we walk up the street
Like the dog getting walked by its owner
Who's dressed in all grey
And the puddles with leaves
Floating, sinking,
Moving as we step
And maybe the men
Talking to eachother about
Roofs and yards
And the weather that
I heard her say something
To that friend about
Earlier today
And the grip of your hand
And how it tightened
When you slipped on the curb
And splashed
Into a gutter puddle
And practically
Took me with you.
But I can tell now
That you like talking to him more
And our jokes just
Aren't as funny
As the time you had to
Change your friend's
Dad's tire in the snow
That one time,
Or the way your
Tallest friend just
Had to share a
Tiny tent way
Up in those
Mountains.
And this strange arrangement
Of lines and figures seems to
Be so lost on you
And my math scores will never
Seem so inadequate
To someone barely passing
A level or three below
And the way the rain drips
Down onto my lenses
A second after I finish cleaning
Making them so perfect
Spot-free
Is funny and laughable
Instead of ironic
And meaningful
So I'm hoping sometime
One of these cold rainy
Days we have
You'll see that I clean my
Glasses just to have them fog up
For no reason other
Than that I want to be able
To see you when
You smile.
And to me
That
And the million things you do
With your friends after
Swim practice
Are the funny parts
Of my existence
Not the way we
Push eachother around
The sidewalks or
When you make fun of me
Or the weird
Made-up words my
Friends and I
Say to eachother
When we look over at you
And see you drawing
Or talking to other people
About things I can't decipher
And never could
On your lips
During fourth period
Author's Location: Brunswick, Maine
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