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A Dream of Aggregation
In now silent nights,
I lay encased in sorrow.
The rain palpates windows,
In efforts to peek inside.
I am isolate,
My heart miles away.
A better place,
In your chartreuse eyes,
They fill my dreams
Like dark finds every corner.
Absence may make fond
What is also broken,
But it fails to cohere
A repaired sum of the parts.
Until I taste your kiss,
My heart remains as is—
Thought deny it not,
Your care has been exquisite.
However, not your gentle voice,
Nor your sweet picture in my frame,
Could dispel, restore, reconstruct,
What only the caress, the sight,
The touch, the lips, of you
Before me can mend.
I can hardly wait
To be whole again.
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Woody Allen's Phantasmagoric Plethora of Beer Petals and Bicycling Heartbreak
