Sunday, March 29, 2009

para mi amor

if i was a poet, this would be my sonnet.  

i am thinking it's a sign
that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images
and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned

and i have to speculate
that God himself did make
us into corresponding shapes
like puzzle pieces from the clay

and, true, it may seem like a stretch
but it's thoughts like this that catch
my troubled head when you're away
and i am missing you

when you're out there on the road
for several wks of shows
and when you scan the radio
i hope this song will guide you home

they will see us waving 
from such great heights
come down now
they'll say

everything looks perfect 
from far away 
come down now
but we'll stay


1 comment:

Erica Benton said...

iron and wine = uhhmazing. i have the "our endless numbered days" album if you want me to burn it for you.