Saturday, April 18, 2015

Richard Schnap- A Poem


INTERMISSION

A blank page stares at me
Like an ex-girlfriend wanting
To know that I still desire her

If I remember the nights
When I crouched over her skin
Kissing her with my pen

But when I try to explain
The words come out empty
As if I’ve forgotten how to speak

Unable to tell her
That the wonder of our love
Was always a matter of chance

No comments:

Post a Comment