"Following," by Guy Gavriel Kay

[keilexandra]

I have four bookposts to write up from notes, but the first two require some thinking. And the NaNo novel has not been worked on the past two days; I really should. But instead, I shall entertain with more poetry! From p. 30 of Beyond This Dark House:

Following

Of you in the slowly dark I'm thinking,
feeling the twilight as music
marred by the chord of your absence.

One afternoon
you lamented the curl of your hair
and the shape of your toes.

I told you I couldn't possibly love
a freckled woman. And you
were laughing. My finger found

a blue vein running along
your throat and followed it down,
though I had said that if you ran

I would not follow.
And so I am entangled
in a promise I may break,

because I would have you want me,
at the very least, enough to take
these offerings for what they are:

craftings in the hollow of a sleepless night,
shot through with the discord
of your being far away, and not mine.