your presence was like the sky, <br />delicate in its intent and tenuously present <br />or like a shadow that followed me everywhere, <br />discomforting in reproach noticing fixedly my faults, <br />I turned away twice, blistered with embarassment <br />then consulted you in my day dreams and libido <br />and how readily available you are <br /> <br />your confidence reminded me of <br />an idol figure attending with sympathy <br />and observation, and myself in affinity <br />without avowal, analogous and equal <br />and how quickened and exalted you are <br /> <br />you passed judgement on your perceptions <br />of me and diluted your own faults <br />and misfired these <br />while I reclaimed advantageous position of you <br />'til I created a memory akin to your disposition <br />and how forgetful you are <br /> <br />I conjure your presence day and night <br />and awaken the future with me arousing <br />to call forth your response to inflame us <br />and how impressionable you are <br /> <br />I will and mold three dimensions <br />illuminated with your hues <br />that you notice before any of my <br />misconstrued self concepts <br />and how infatuated you are <br /> <br />I hope to see myself <br />through the eyes of the beholder <br />and imprint in my mind myself anew <br />and how longing you are <br />Copyright 2007 All Rights Reserved<br /><br />Alexis Pena Goco<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/untitled-from-six-places/
