This is so weird... sitting here writing mini intros to my poems... It feels kinda cool, actually. I don't know, after so many years of writing stuff down and just keeping it in mental and physical harddrives, I feel a bit relieved... to finally put it "out there". There are still in me, I'm not as disconnected from my old work as I feared. Some of it is still raw, as raw as when it was first conceived, but some others, it's similar to wine or old parchments, the longer/older it gets the more tasteful, more precious.
Alright so, this next one. Oh, this next one's a bit... old. :D It's one of my first ones, and it's so peculiar that I still identify so much with it. It could be longer but so far it encompasses what it is about... I'll probably polish/lengthen it in the future, but for now... what do you think?
You & I (“Relentless”)
You never know when to leave
I never know how to turn you away,
I’ve tried to embrace you
But your embrace resembles winter
Sullen, sad and long
You always manage to surround me
In the nothing under my eyelids;
Your icy whisper warms my ear
The untiring reminder you are near
Inside my bed, by the window, behind a door;
Then there are times I see you in me-
In the lines of my palm, in the freckles of my cheeks.
We know only together how to be alone
You open my skin to summon my wounds
Only to make them your own
I would miss you only if you’d leave
I love you more if you never stayed long.
I know, I know what you all think... It is a bit... pre-mature perhaps, but- you should compare it w/ its first draft... LOL. Actually, don't. It's better this way...
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