The Circle
Take me back, to where I knew you, to where we were, where we stayed, longing for an eternity in a one bedroom apartment, with words dancing every night, and the sounds of a mouth organ putting us to sleep. Let me forget about the red bearded goblin that threatened to take you away, let's go back, much before the circle began before the radius took shape, before the circumfrence made us dizzy from going round and round. Let me open the door once again, seeing a stranger I knew centuries ago, the step away from the stair, breaking my young heart into pieces, the first letter, the first kiss, the first dream, the smell of your skin as I breathe it in, I'll wear my butterfly silk dress, you can wear your cologne and let the pocket watch not remind you of how time is flying. Let me forget the fights, the breaking of glass as your hand comes down upon it in a rage, let me not watch you dissolve and fade away, not bear the pain of losing you again, or watch you walk away as you fail