With hair that grew like leaves,
I should have seen the fall coming,
but I wanted to live up in you
at least another Spring,
so I sucked in my lips
and I let the fog roll in
until the air grew brisk
and I had to admit
that it was time to admit
that, though you cannot live alone,
you cannot live on your pretty face alone,
and, though I've tried,
neither can I.
So I walked across all the country's greatest places
in their dying days --
saw faces slide right off of mountains
and geysers evaporate --
and, when I reached the end of it,
I turned around and took it in
and realized that, without patience,
nothing ever did exist.
So I'll retrace my steps
until I'm dancing with your hips against
my aching hands,
which are sore for your kisses
and a knowing glance
that, this time, this time, maybe this time,
I might notice.
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