Don-t desert me
just because I stayed up last night
watching The Lost Weekend.
I know I-ve spent too much time
praising your naked body to strangers
and gossiping about lovers you betrayed.
I-ve stalked you in foreign cities
and followed your far-flung movements,
pretending I could describe you.
Forgive me for getting jacked on coffee
and obsessing over your features
year after jittery year.
I-m sorry for handing you a line
and typing you on a screen,
but don-t let me suffer in silence.
Does anyone still invoke the Muse,
string a wooden lyre for Apollo,
or try to saddle up Pegasus?
Winged horse, heavenly god or goddess,
indifferent entity, secret code, stored magic,
pleasance and half wonder, hell,
I have loved you my entire life
without even knowing what you are
or how-please help me-to find you.
To Poetry
Edward Hirsch
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Poem topics: god, horse, life, lost, magic, night, silence, sorry, time, forgive, screen, secret, coffee, body, entire, desert, year, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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