January 28, 2011

I Skipped A Heartbeat...



Listen,
I never dreamed
I would learn to love you so.
You are as flawed
as my vision
As short tempered
as my breath.
Every time you say
you love me
I look for shelter.

But these matters are small.

Lying entranced
by your troubled life
within as without your arms
I am once again
Scholarly.
Studying a way
that is not mine.
Proof of evolution's
variegation.

You would choose
not to come back again,
you say.
Except perhaps
as rock or tree.

But listen, love. Though human,
that is what you are
already
to this student, absorbed.
Human tree and rock already,
to me.

--Alice Walker

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