The Mizpah(Re-post from "Ink Melodies")

MIZPAH


Your voice came from behind me,

Where it stopped me in my tracks,

And since then I've been crazy,

Waiting for you to come back.

Where comfort does await you,

Doesn't matter where we be.

Verses fore and since have been few,

Yet they all have been for thee.

If half a heart is something,

That you could hold and cherish,

My half is gold and waiting.
Now, would you have the courage:

To live future uncertain?

(If there's one for us at all),

Would you help me raise the curtain?

Should we only let it fall?

Apologies for asking

You to travel far for me.

My poet's soul was casting,

A new play co-starring "We".

That piece of gold you're keeping:

I will need it pretty quick.

The clock does not stop ticking,

and my skin's not quite so thick.

The U.S. Mail will service,

Then I'll step back with some grace.

In person may not serve us,

My insistence out of place.

Perhaps the moon is waning

On my 15-year-old dream.

Always liked my colors faded,

Like your eyes that matched your jeans.

 

 


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Michele
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Synopsis
A city girl's country-western, never mailed, Valentine. If you know the Mizpah, you'll understand the use of anachronistic language. From 2006.
Published Date
6/5/2009 12:00:00 AM
Published In
"Ink Melodies"
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