The Rhymeless Song
To Sarah. I'm getting closer.
I wish I knew how to play the piano.
If I could only learn, I would have a better means
Of composing a soundtrack
So all the world would hear
A heartbeat mimicry.
I like sitting at tables in restaurants
Where I have a wall I can lay my back against.
But when I sit down next to you
It doesn’t matter where I sit.
I feel safe and right at home.
I like watching elderly couples
At the old folks home I work at.
They walk side by side with canes
At the same slow speed.
And it’s a mark of how I love you
That I think the stranger thoughts:
That dieing wouldn’t be so bad
If had you.
I know thousands of words in the language of my birth
But I’ve never quite found out
How to tell you how I feel.
So I’m writing you this song
Without a tune, without a rhyme
So that you’ll read it, you’ll remember, and you’ll know.
Sometimes I wake up and watch you sleeping.
So silent and so trusting,
You don’t even snore that bad.
But if you did it wouldn’t matter.
I would nod my head in time.
When I’m alone I dream about our future
When I’m a semi-famous writer
And you have some better job,
And we’ll still have the same old problems
But I wouldn’t change a thing.
I remember our first nicknames for each other.
And in all the things I wrote about you,
I just never had a chance
To put them in a song or poem
So here is my tribute:
From a Hobbit to a Butterfly,
I love you.
I know thousands of words in the language of my birth
But I’ve never quite found out
How to tell you how I feel.
So I’m writing you this song
Without a tune, without a rhyme
So that you’ll read it, you’ll remember, and you’ll know.
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