STRANGER
Stranger
I am the
Tango in your head
As you wake up,
The clutter that you want
To fix
I am the
Letter that was
Never sent.
The guitar solo
That cries at night
I am the
The gift that you’ve
Longed to receive.
The heavy breathing
In your ears.
The sunrise that you
Long to see at last
The coat that you
Keep staring at
I am the stroke of midnight
That stares back.
The unfamiliar book.
I am the drinking binge
You had all night
The grace note
That made you cry.
I am the
Blank page
You want to fill.
The steam that
Caresses your back.
I am the
Art piece
You can’t decipher.
The silken robe
On your lover’s bed.
The wall that you
Want to vandalize.
The milk that
Spilled on your table.
The shirt that looks
Gorgeous on you.
I am the
Color you never
Knew existed.
The things that
You’ve stolen.
The taste in your mouth
That you crave for.
I am the
First drop of rain
On the palm
Of your hands.
The amulet you bought
At Marrakech.
The stifling heat
That melts you.
The glass of water
That quenches you.
I am the vine crawling
Up your window.
The broken string
On your violin.
The scent on her skin.
The medicine you
Have to take.
The condition that you
Have to make.
I am the blinding light
From that passing car.
The wind that kissed
Your cheek.
The crowd that cheers
To your songs.
I am the lies you said.
The breakfast you
Missed.
The business card
You lost.
The open window
Where you saw
Her naked.
The blanket that
You stained.
The flight you took
On feverish impulse.
First cigarette
You ever lit.
The photograph that you
Hide from your mother.
I am the
Lust that you
Keep from your friends.
The hangover that
You want to end.
I am your Stranger.
I am with you…
I am your Stranger.
I am in you.
12:35AM
17 Dec 2007
Nova
Y.V.A.
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