11/10/02
New Love
(Disclaimer for you who know what I am talking about: honestly I am happy, in the truest sense of the word. This was just an immediate reaction, stinging and fading away. None of us are perfect. Forgive me.)
Your words
Powerful as always,
As joyful now as yesterday they were dismal.
My head is pounding.
Still I read them twice.
My thoughts sway like sound waves in a distortion chamber.
What I think is true in one minute falls to pieces in the next.
This man loves so much that he pulls everyone into the light of it,
A brief and shining light,
And soon leaves them blinking in sudden darkness,
Wondering what to do when the passion has trickled away.
I’m all worn out on passion, god.
Give me a warm fire, a calm spirit,
And let me rest my heart.
I am tired of being always overflowing.
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