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Your Name

I know one day
I’ll be buried
under these memories
instead of your body
draped so casually
over mine
because I’m running
out of excuses
for why I need
the entire Sunday
afternoon to do
what could be done
on any other day
in half the time—
and those lies I tell
are so flimsy
and weakened
by my love for you
that it’s just
a matter of time
before I’ll come clean
with a confession—
and your name will
be so heavy
down in my heart
I don’t know how
I’ll lift it into my voice
without breaking.

 

 

 

 

DeMaris
4-4-17

“The Lovers” by Rene Magritte, 1928

Now You Know

No one knew.
For years no one knew
what we had done—
what violations lay dormant
waiting to be discovered
and judged.
And because it happened so fast
without time to consider
anything but the moment,
it seems unfair
that we be given no credit
for the will it took
to put an end to things—
to those wonderful pleasures
which were somehow wrong.
And I speak of it now
not because of guilt
but because what we shared
in that beautiful dark
still shines.

 

DeMaris Gaunt
4-30-15