Remind Me To Miss You

Read Me A Poem

Unlike you, I like the idle world:

I sit quietly in the distance,

Moved only by the sight of you.

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Sometimes, I can see you wave your hand.

And that even, seemed closer to me.

I am not riddled with your hellos and goodbyes;

They just made my longing stronger.

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Love, place me least in your garden.

Let your eyes scarcely cast me on your sleep.

But at night, if on your love-bed,

You see me resting once,

Dearest, just let me grow,

Just let me sleep.

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Let me wake with the absence of the rose,

And of the poem,

And of an empty hand--

Off my hands.

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Love, hold me in the quietude of things

And let me hear--

What I have written.

© 2010 J.S.P.