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 to

remember who I am.

Let me open the door once again,

let me remind you, that feeling of deja vu,

as you turn back to recall if you know me from

somewhere before, ask me if we've met before,

and I shall feign ignorance over it,

let me draw another circle,

holding onto it, till we

fall, till we fall,

till we fall,

into a straight line....