Tuesday, January 31, 2006
September is Knocking on My Door - Liana Campanella
September is knocking on my door
But you are holding me so tightly
In the memories of August
That although I know I must answer
I cannot bring myself to move
Your warm summer breath descends upon my neck
And I feel the quiet passion under your skin
That sustained through wintry months
Propelled through the showers of spring
And deposited two weary souls
In the humid days before departure
Autumn is rattling the big brass lock
I have fastened twice for security
Against the uncertainty of my future
Of which I am sure only of continuous tearful streams
Without your shoulder to catch them
As it is doing now
Your lips remain closed as you open your eyes
Showing me an indescribable color
I know is you soul appearing to beg from me
A lifetime of lingering for the comfort of your arms,
For the pleasure of all things familiar
A stormy wind screams against the glass
Causing every window in my home to plead for a decision
I feel my spirit separate from you and my heartbeat pause
As if it is thinking, accepting the eternal change
Before you ever release me, our union has been shattered
My life changing in a moment
Knowing that a part of me has died and never
Will there be a reason to send living blood
To that beloved unseen grave
There is still no need for your lips to part
A kiss is binding, a symbol of current love
And the hope for its continuation
Mine remain closed as well, brushing against your unshaven cheek
As I turn to go, waiting for the electricity
In our extended fingertips to fade,
Knowing that it never will,
Accepting the questions I will demand of myself in the future,
I free myself of your perfection
Liberate myself from my first love
September is knocking on my door
She laughs, mocking me for my ideals
Knowing that the plans I’ve made are built
Upon nothing but easily shifted sand
I watch the last of the August suns set
She knocks once more
I have no choice but to let her take you.
submitted at 11:00 AM
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