Monday, January 23, 2012

I wear love lightly on my sleeves

I wear love lightly on my sleeves
Hardly conscious of it
You hold it carefully in your hands
Conscious of it almost every moment
I keep my love in ordinary things
Intangible, unseen
In books I pass on
In tunes I hum
In French words I don't understand
But like the sound of
In the frequency with which I check my watch
In the restless hours before I get to see you
In my ever-loudening heartbeats
Or in holding your hand
 Or the wind swept cruel cold evenings
 We spend together
Maybe lovers and best friends
 Do so much more
 But this is all I have to offer
This is all I know

And I am sorry I know so little.
 I am sorry it's not enough.

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