Friday, January 16, 2009

Because She Would Ask Me...

Hey all! Shannon C. was up Thurs. thru Saturday but unfortunately RL is getting in the way. I hate it when that happens! Shannon will join us again when school slows down for her. Good luck with your studies Shannon!

So that left us winging it. So this is me...winging it. Not original but nice (hey, it's 7am and I've had no coffee). Enjoy.

Because She Would Ask Me Why I Loved Her

a poem by Christopher Brennan

If questioning would make us wise
No eyes would ever gaze in eyes;
If all our tale were told in speech
No mouths would wander each to each.

Were spirits free from mortal mesh
And love not bound in hearts of flesh
No aching breasts would yearn to meet
And find their ecstasy complete.

For who is there that lives and knows
The secret powers by which he grows?
Were knowledge all, what were our need
To thrill and faint and sweetly bleed?.

Then seek not, sweet, the "If" and "Why"
I love you now until I die.
For I must love because I live
And life in me is what you give.

1 comment:

Shannon said...

Oh wow, that last stanza is beautiful. ::sigh::

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