You mouth something to me through the window!
A big “O” shape mouth! What are you hinting at!
What are you saying? You love me?
You want me to get down at it - right here!
Right now! In from of inhibition and decency!
God I love you! Your exhibitionism…
If only they knew what your Father had done!
Sad things have to happen.
And love is any body which can be found to love.
You stick your tongue! I cross the road, you wave
you lift up your shirt and show your hot body!
I smile that cute smile you love and call treacle!
And I grow hard as I would have as a much younger boy!
God, you drive me mad! Madder than my Father!
O Big secret love! O hush, hush! My eyes could water!
Every body dies. Sad things have to happen…like your eyes!
God, if only everyone knew, all those people staring at you
Thinking! Bloody mad youth gone out the window, mad as sin!
They don’t know what your Father did, do they? They had
little deaf ears and eyes that hear only the noise of loud
voices but never voices, only excess, that hear only the
excesses!
You always said I was pretensious…it’s true! But you are beautiful
And i LOVE YOU…but someone always loves more…someone else is
always being pratical! I am not practical…you are not practical…
Sad things have to happen
One of us will die soon, die young, but we don’t know that yet
We don’t even imagine it…We are two atoms and we cannot control
the weather…let us make love and watch flowers…
let us kiss cuddle and torture…
You open the door for me and we embrace - it’s an Ideal!
We could be movie stars in a typical scene! But we are young
And too soon laughing to realise that - everything disappears!
Everyone is forgotten, sweet o sweet sentimental flowers come
back assuredly but eyes never come back! And youth is smashed
And its oblivion too and our regret may set!
God - I want to be old with you! God - sentimentality!
God you make me laugh! So much I sit up at night and wonder
And look for the words…look for thr right words…
one of us will die young
but we don’t know that yet
and all the sentiment will be sallowed
up
in a big “O” shape
the size of death!
but we don’t know that yet!
cocksure!