Click here to hear the poet read his words:
open arms
the first time you left
I waited
and when you came back
I opened my arms
and said
I love you
and every time
since then
when you’ve gone
without a word
and returned
with no explanation
I’ve opened my arms
and said
I love you
the last time
while you were away
I thought about us
and how I could change things
but when you came back
I opened my arms
and said
I love you
because
maybe this time
you’ll stay
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I tried to think of an excuse
For a visit to your blog
Alas alack ’twas of no use
Only wanted to hear the monologue
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When the nightingale listens to the capercaillie, the latter blushes to the roots of his black feathers.
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Break my heart, why don’t you!
And then I got angry.
And then…
Thought-provoking – or emotion-provoking wee poem.
It’s good.
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Laughing.
It’s just a poem, Jenne!
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