Two Poems

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These two poems are linked they are dialogues between two people of a certain age. perhaps they reside in the imagination of either one, possibly in reality or in a version of reality tinged with idealised desire.

They are both a lament and a song of longing.

They each begin as dialogue. The interchange starts slowly from their different perspectives, then heats and speeds up then combines in a pasa doble of either fruition or frustration or perhaps both, depending on whether the reader thinks the stories are real. They are borne out of a love of both Latin American and Japanese songs.

WE kiss …

I slip my fingers between your silk and your skin
I find the place, you tingle, I’m moving in
The warmth of your breath, your legs entwine
And I pull you up till your mouth meets mine

Then we kiss with our lips and we touch with our tongues
And we kiss without parting and we feel so young
We kiss for an hour, lie together as one
And we kiss and we kiss and we feel so young.

When you first called me up in the middle of the night
It was only surprise made me say ‘all right’
I left the warmth of my bed and slipped through my door
To meet you in secret, didn’t know what for

Then we kiss with our lips and we taste with our tongues
And we kiss without parting and we feel so young
We kiss for an hour, join together as one
And we kiss and we kiss and we feel so young.

‘I didn’t think I’d dare caress you in the first event’
‘I didn’t think I’d dare but when you smiled like that all my cool went’
‘I didn’t know I’d have the courage to pull your face to mine’
‘I don’t know why I’m lying here with you – you are just a friend of mine’

And now we kiss with our lips and we love with our tongues
And we kiss without parting and we feel so young
We kiss for an hour, come together as one
And we kiss and we kiss and we feel so young.

Unspoken love …

In a garden, by a river, there’s a tree full grown.
It was planted by two lovers, now it stands alone
So many tears have fallen down as rain
So many lovers have had to hide their pain

‘Do you lie awake and think of him?
Do you wonder what went wrong?
Do you stop your work and cry for him
When you hear a certain song?
Would you run to him if only you
knew what he is dreaming of?
Or do you bite your lip and carry on
with your unspoken love?’

‘In the corner of the schoolyard stands a man like me.
In the faces of his children he sees certainty.
And, as he stands, he’s thinking of the past.
He dreams of a garden, a river flowing fast.’

‘Does he lie awake and think of her?
Does he wonder what went wrong?
Does he stop his work and cry for her
When he hears a certain song?
Would he run to her if only he
Knew what she was dreaming of?
Or does he bite his lip and carry on
With his unspoken love?’

In a garden, by a river, there’s a tree full grown.
It was planted by two lovers, now it stands alone
So many tears - so many years to fill
Amd, by the river, the tree is standing still.

‘So we lie awake and think of love
And we wonder what went wrong.
And we stop our work and cry for love
When we hear that certain song.
We would run away if we only knew
what we’re both dreaming of
But we bite our lip and carry on
With our unspoken love

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