TO KISS YOU AT MIDNIGHT
In the old wooden box beneath my bed, rumpled bills,
scattered coins look almost enough to come to you
but alas, I know, they are too few.
I would give them all and more if only I could kiss you.
Playing all the sad songs from 1982,
re-recorded cassettes, precious, far from new,
I would burn them, crush them, hurl them into watery hell
if I could see your face to kiss you.
The single photo of the mother I barely knew,
sepia pale, curled and ragged edged:
wide brow, lips slim, like mine the eyes so blue,
but even this precious memory I would sacrifice to kiss you.”
And I say from “A” New Years Eve because people from different cultures and countries celebrate/recognize it at different times. The poem is from my first collected book of poetry titled, “CORE” (2014), available at Amazon, Smashwords and other online retailers. Post about its release here on-site.
The poem was written with the knowledge and from the perspective of the young deaf gay man whose biography I helped write and prepare for publishing. It is entitled, “Silence Is Multi-Colored In My World”, and an award in category, best GLBT memoir/biography in the 2012 Rainbow Awards.
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