someday soon enough I hope
even as today we sit apart
and cope
a day will come when all
will be fine
like the hot healing kiss
of winter sunshine
a day when we’ll not have
to rehearse rhetoric
or defiantly defend our
own illogic
no, then we’ll not need to
lift our voice
or find victory in the
strength of noise
someday, the day will come
I’m sure
when for even our hurt,
there’ll be a cure
then we’ll speak again like
wife and man
like how many moons ago, we
once began
hopefully we’ll finish thus;
hopefully we’ll end
not just as spouses but as
best friends
because we’ve seen so
much, you and I
‘tween the unyielding
earth and the limitless sky
we’ve grown so much more
than just grown old
and through these cracks
still shimmers gold
it’s the gleam of love, of
delight and of peace
of old photo albums perused
on old knees
and so in that hope these
lines do I write
wishing that this pen loses
ink this night
and that someday without even
saying a word
we will be understood, and
not just be heard.
ram
cobain
