Part of me
\nby cricketjeff on November 27, 2009.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved
\nYou are not my priceless treasure
\nNot a barrow-load of gold
\nBut you’re there in every pleasure
\nEvery happiness I hold
\nAnd I do not want to shout you
\nFrom the tops of every tree
\nBut I know I’ll never doubt you
\nFor you are a part of me<\/p>\n
There are those who see perfection
\nIn the footsteps of their love
\nBut you’re in my own reflection
\nWhen the Moon is high above
\nThough your voice is not a larksong
\nIt is all I ever hear
\nYou’re my own “day in the park” song
\nThat is played inside my ear<\/p>\n
I can’t tell you why we’re lovers
\nGive the reasons that I feel
\nWe must stay beneath the covers
\nKnowing nothing else is real
\nI don’t need to claim possession
\nDo not need to ask for leave
\nThere will be no indiscretion
\nAs our egos interweave<\/p>\n
You aren’t diamonds and coral
\nYou aren’t sapphires in a ring
\nWe will never have a quarrel
\nWe are part of everything
\nThere’s no distance in between us
\nCannot think of you and I
\nEvery me or thee must mean us
\nWe are one until we die<\/p>\n
Author notes
\nInspired by this poem by Pablo Neruda, I don’t think it has a title as such …<\/p>\n
“I do not love you as if you were salt-rose or topaz,
\nor the arrow of carnations the fire shoots off.
\nI love you as certain things are to be loved,
\nin secret, between the shadow and the soul.<\/p>\n
I love you as the plant that never blooms,
\nbut carries in itself the light of hidden flowers.
\nThanks to your love a certain fragrance,
\nrisen darkly from the earth, lives darkly in my body.<\/p>\n
I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where,
\nI love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride,
\nso I love you because I know no other way than this:
\nwhere “I” does not exist, nor “you,”
\nSo close that your hand on my chest is my hand,
\nSo close that your eyes close and I fall asleep.”<\/p>\n
~Pablo Neruda<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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