hourglass :: a last love poem
i loved you
as much as i could
as long as i could
hard as i could
hard as it was
as much as i could
as long as i could
hard as i could
hard as it was
steadily holding on
to the small piece of maybe
that was finally destroyed
to the small piece of maybe
that was finally destroyed
i have done all i can
we came together
in our respective corners
at the bottom of an hourglass
with our own strengths
our own wounds
in our respective corners
at the bottom of an hourglass
with our own strengths
our own wounds
marriage is to be found
in the voyage
through the tiny neck
of this timepiece
in the voyage
through the tiny neck
of this timepiece
crossing up and over
to the opposite quadrants
those qualities of the other
missing in ourselves
are to be absorbed
for each to become whole
to the opposite quadrants
those qualities of the other
missing in ourselves
are to be absorbed
for each to become whole
my love
hard as we tried
we simply did not make it
through the passage
the wounds too deep
the rage too loud
the voice too silent
hard as we tried
we simply did not make it
through the passage
the wounds too deep
the rage too loud
the voice too silent
and though i love you
i cannot be
married to you
i lost myself
in the giving of everything
to you
i cannot be
married to you
i lost myself
in the giving of everything
to you
i now know
heartbreak in one
is a pain
unable to be healed
by the other
heartbreak in one
is a pain
unable to be healed
by the other
we can only
heal ourselves
heal ourselves
for months
i have been nowhere
and everywhere
wheeling my home behind me
into the havens of others
now i need to land safely
inside the space of my own
i have been nowhere
and everywhere
wheeling my home behind me
into the havens of others
now i need to land safely
inside the space of my own
i was starving to death
before hunger finally saved my life
waking me to desire
before hunger finally saved my life
waking me to desire
and now you are
free from the wanting more
than i could give
and i will love you
beyond the wound
free from the wanting more
than i could give
and i will love you
beyond the wound
~ from Writing for My Life…Reclaiming the Lost Pieces of Me: A Poetic Journey by Nancy Levin
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