Moon Stone
It is afternoon and we
when I use my teeth
It is morning and we are
you to class and you touch
singing along to joni
It is late at night and you lean
It is early morning and we are
roll on the other side away
but my arm is asleep from
I am driving home from seeing
singing some days they
but this day by the lake
It is a city-morning and I am
scrabble with it and you are not
and I say hello
are taking turns trying to
open a bottle of cherry
coke and you laugh
when I use my teeth
and then my teeth hurt.
It is morning and we are
in my car and I am driving
you to class and you touch
my knee when we are
singing along to joni
mitchell.
It is late at night and you lean
over me to make sure your alarm is set.
It is early morning and we are
sleeping longer today and I
roll on the other side away
from you and don't want to
but my arm is asleep from
lying on the other side.
I am driving home from seeing
you and there is a crowd of people
singing some days they
last longer than others
but this day by the lake
went too fast.
It is a city-morning and I am
walking in it and playing easy
scrabble with it and you are not
there but you are totally there
and I say hello
hello hello.
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It reads like a litany for a relationship. I love this:
It is a city-morning and I am
walking in it and playing easy
scrabble with it and you are not
there but you are totally there
Simple, but pretty perfect in its way. The ending is so good.*
A simple and lovely music in this.
Ah, this is just so light and lovely and I looked at your profile and you like Richard Brautigan and Frank O'Hara and this all makes sense. *
Neat!