come back
wait patiently to die and to
come back
as the ghost of my love
come back
struggling in the branches of trees planted by beautification societies to erase the fact that my love doesn't grow here any more and to remind everyone to forget all the time they wasted bathing and waiting by holes in the ground for it to
come back
will never forget anyone who
came back
as lantern light
came back
smiling into the fog that hasn't lifted in so long it's hard to tell if i'm still myself anymore and if i've been lost for so long that my destination's anywhere i could lay my body and say, "i have been so fortunate"
come back
hey stephen,i think that you are a really good poet and your band is really cool,as soon as i read your poem's i thought that you should be in a band but it turns out you already are....so go you!!! you rock! (keep writing those poems - there really good)
Stephen..this really touched me deeply,it kind of expressed my longing for days gone by..and the passion they held.But now it's gone and all that is left is memoria,bitter at times..and sometimes so achingly sweet it hurts.Well, sorry for drifting off!this is a goood poem.I hope everything is going really well for you,i miss you posting..byee boyka