Her favorite film was ‘Out of Africa’.
I had misunderstood her
Her caustic manner
Her cantankerous demeanor
She had frightened me
But those three words changed all that
Insane Jane was misunderstood
Oh she was still a bitch
I couldn’t escape that fact
But one whose appreciation of subtle longing, a need for belonging
Meant she must be more than just snarl and gnarl
More than the angry sighs her tapping hands evoked
More than an office joke.
There was a pearl in there somewhere
Inside that shell
Within the creature who gave us hell.
There is only silence when we’re together
In my heart and in my head.
No gaps between us to let echoes bounce and bound.
No slivers of space where splintering whispers can flay my nerves away.
When your skin is on mine
Hush. Hush. Hush.
An occasional hum.
An occasional groan.
But mostly blissful
When we’re alone.
I wrote them for you.
Some of my best work
But you’re not vain just blind
You didn’t think those songs were about you.
And though you felt the sentiments my words evoked
It wasn’t my face you saw
How cruel this world
You told me you were such a fan
And I wanted to say it back.
But I refuse to reveal my muse.
So I watched you dance around the room
A big silly smile on your face
And though my heart was breaking
Crumbling away little by little
My soul knew it was being fed
More melodies than I could ever wish for.
This song is really worth a listen. Poetry to music. Beautiful build up to a sublime finish.
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Your Love Is An Island