You And Me Babe
YOU
I stood in your shadow
In awe
Too in awe
Of the brilliant mind
That could blind yet bring sight
To you
The binding blowtorch
And the scorch from the heat
Of you
The weight that could crush
And the rush and the push
Of you
The know who I am
And the know what I want
Of You
I listened
I watched
I drank you in
Never let you in
Had I ever unfurled, uncurled
Been just what I am
You would have known
With brilliant eyes
That you
Were not worthy
Of me.
ME
If ‘I’ Wasobel
You could ring a ding ding me
If I was a song
You could zing zing zing zing me
Oh the side splitting
Rib cracking
Phlegm in the throat of me
The higgerty jiggerty
Jumping jack joy of me
The wouldn’t hurt a hair
On the head of a fly of me
The try not to ask too much
How and the why of me
Cos I am as bright
As a spectrum of light
In a soapy soft bubble
That pops on your skin
Not exactly exacting
I’d love every fault of you
Hug and adore
The skin and the salt of you
From the head to the toe
To the nail on the boot of you
All that you see
Why that’s me.
<Deleted User> (6344)
Sun 21st Jun 2009 14:53
Hi Isobel,
Thanks for the comment on my poem. I really enjoyed 'You and Me Babe'. Original, witty, and touching.
Rachel