When you call me close to tell me
your body is not beautiful
I want my body and my hands to be pools
for your looking and laughing.
Leonard Cohen
This is a collection of poetry that makes me go "oof."
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2011-06-06
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I almost went to bed
without remembering
the four white violets
I put in the button-hole
of your green sweater
and how I kissed you then
and you kissed me
shy as though I’d
never been your lover.
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Ah. That.
That’s what I was so disturbed
about this morning:
my desire has come back,
and I want you again.
I was doing fine,
I was above it all.
The boys and girls were beautiful
and I was an old man, loving everyone.
And now I want you again,
I want your absolute attention,
your underwear rolled down in a hurry
still hanging on one foot,
and nothing on my mind
but to be inside
the only place
that has
no inside,
and no outside.
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Gift
You tell me that silence
is nearer to peace than poems
but if for my gift
I brought you silence
(for I know silence)
you would say
This is not silence
this is another poem
and you would hand it back to me.
Leonard Cohen
