why do i cry
when you say
something nice?
why?
why
do
i
cry
…when you
touch
softly
my face?
why
do
i
cry?
when i
succumb…
…to your
gentle
embrace?
why?
why?
why?
why
do
i
cry
…when you
open
my lace?
why?
why
do
i
cry
when
you tell me
…how pretty
i taste?
why?
why
do
i
cry?
when you make me feel
so, so, so
intense,
yet…
so…
so…
so…
utterly
chaste?
why?
why?
why?
why
do
i
cry
when our joy
is
no longer in haste?
why
do
i
cry
when i should feel…
nothing but love?
why
do
i
cry?
when i know
(at least i think i know)
your aim is true?
why?
why?
why?
why
do
i
cry?
why
do
i
cry
when you whisper:
“i love you. i do.”
why
do
i
cry?
why?
you ask, “why?”
why?
why?
…why?
…are you blind?
i told you my secrets
i told you my lies
i told you my loves
i told you my lives
i told you my habits
i told you my hates
i told you
i told you
I told you
…i’ll tell you
…i’ll tell you, again?
why
do
i
cry?
come on!
i can’t
i can’t
tell you
…i told you
and
you refuse to hear.
…you want what you see
and you want to come near
that’s why
you want to be part of something
something you fear
why?
you ask, “why?”
why
do
i
cry?
why?
you want me to lie?
you think you know me?
you think?
you think you really do?
but, no.
no.
no.
…if you knew me,
…if you…
if you really, really knew me
…you’d know
…you would understand why
so…
why
do
i
cry?
try.
try.
try…
try for a moment
…a fragment in time
be inside.
be
inside me
my head
…my brain
…my sinew
…my bones
my pain
and
my veins
in a nanosecond,
you’d know
and…
…you wouldn’t cry
…you
would
shriek
…you
would
scream…
you would run flailing
into the street.
why
do
i
cry?
why?
why do you ask
…if you think
you know why?
why
do
i
cry?
why?
i wish
i
knew
why.
why
do
i
cry?
sigh.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009 at 1:52am
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