The Love Song of D.C. and J.P.
Oct. 12th, 2011 09:13 amStanding there in awkwardness, you and I,
With inevitability standing there beside us--
The intention of a kiss lingering behind our lips
And the frazzled shadow of my nerves on the wall
Combining to lead us to the place we can't avoid--
All the awkward shyness and uncertain intent
And darting eyes in silent argument
With the terror and desire clumsily alloyed
As we stand shyly embraced within the hall--
Moments leading up to this:
One finally realized kiss.
And between ourselves there has been time
For messages left silent in the night
For words it took a drunken haze to write
For darkened rooms and movie screens
And subtle shifts to slightly lean
Into each other's arms in the dim light.
Building bit by bit until the truth was plain:
Without that kiss I would have gone insane.
It seems unfair, then, to throw shut that door,
To have that kiss or two, and nothing more--
To say, "I'm not sure this is for the best at all.
This could not work, at all."
It is impossible to say just what I need!
In a hallway there is time
For decisions to be made
That in a hallway are reversed.
.....
I have walked along the pond and seen the swallows flying free.
His voice comes through my headphones, skips with the CD--
I do not think that he will ever sing just to me.
With inevitability standing there beside us--
The intention of a kiss lingering behind our lips
And the frazzled shadow of my nerves on the wall
Combining to lead us to the place we can't avoid--
All the awkward shyness and uncertain intent
And darting eyes in silent argument
With the terror and desire clumsily alloyed
As we stand shyly embraced within the hall--
Moments leading up to this:
One finally realized kiss.
And between ourselves there has been time
For messages left silent in the night
For words it took a drunken haze to write
For darkened rooms and movie screens
And subtle shifts to slightly lean
Into each other's arms in the dim light.
Building bit by bit until the truth was plain:
Without that kiss I would have gone insane.
It seems unfair, then, to throw shut that door,
To have that kiss or two, and nothing more--
To say, "I'm not sure this is for the best at all.
This could not work, at all."
It is impossible to say just what I need!
In a hallway there is time
For decisions to be made
That in a hallway are reversed.
.....
I have walked along the pond and seen the swallows flying free.
His voice comes through my headphones, skips with the CD--
I do not think that he will ever sing just to me.