Who Hurt You
"Who hurt you?"
I have a fear of tired eyes
When I whisper, soft as summer breeze
And you look at me weary
With eyes watching only
For your eyelids barely kept unshut
Like they do me a courtesy royal
And know me but yearn to forget
Like the spring that went too soon
And you bear no more my gentle tuck
Your tired eyes
Turn me into a raging desert wind
Thundering but at whom
And I storm away, weighed down
By a million sands
"Who hurt you?"
It was the gaze of tender love
The teary twinkle in your eyes
Like you had found the star
That made the dust of who you are
And its ghostly memory void
Now only tired, dry eyes
"Who hurt you?"
Your eyes, and the way they look at me but never see me
Like they glimpse right through me
Reminded of their own hurt
Locked behind a shell
Of fear in an unyielding hell
"Who hurt you?"
Not you
Never you
"Who hurt you?"...
"Who hurt you?"...
"Who hurt you?"
Your hurt
And your shell
For all your hurt
"Who hurt you?"
No. Who hurt you?
First
The first lioness
That ever chased a deer
Did she know
Her love was so fatal
That eating her shame
Was her only choice?
The first eagle
That ever soared
And fell down her nest
And roared
Could she imagine
Her wings were escape?
The first wolf
That ever dug his prey
Was he aware
He wasn't chasing a hunt
But escaping a hurt?
The first python
That ever choked
That did hug
Without hands, but with love
How hard did he think
He could smother?
And the first human
That ever mourned
The thirst of his love
Did he know
His tear wasn't water?
May
Oh dear innocence
Soft, loving reverence
Blisking in tender moonlight
Warm, kind permanence
Watchful benevolence
Soaking the dark of the night
Your elegance and salience
My prurience and insolence
Your residence in radiance
My transience of penitence
I pray that you will be alright
Sweet summer fragrance
Forgive my vagrance
It's been too long to your sight
I am my ignorance
You're your deliverance
I bow down to your gentle might
My adamance of severance
Your endurance of temparence
My petulance, your tolerance
My recurrence, your sufferance
Stay here and make me as bright
Oh dear innocence
All giving innocence
Out of sight, but etched in my mind
Again
And I fall in love still
If from across the room
I sense your eyes fall
With impatience of shame
Of grief you call by many names
Like a bus looking at a passing train
With the same yearning
It knows in kids it holds
And I fall in love sad
If from behind shut lips
I sense your sighs call
For the darkness of womb
To drown you ever
Like stardust or vacuum
I fall in love yes
After everything
Can't believe I fall in love still
fin.