04 February 2011

Hymn: Tupelo Heart

It was a sweaty camping trip
I was there, corduroy shorts
She was there, green eyes

Lots of friends, and noise,
I didn't know her
I knew her friend

I opened my mouth,
small miracles, she opened hers
she didn't walk away

To know her lips
was to know sweetness,
tupelo on the tongue

We said I love you
Not knowing what that meant,
Years apart, I still don't know

Stir the honey in the tea,
she whispers in my ear,
and I remember
Posted by Irish Gumbo at 12:01 AM
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5 comments:

  1. That Janie GirlFebruary 4, 2011 at 1:06 AM

    Wow. That's powerful.

    I'm glad you remember...even through the pain.

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  2. LeeFebruary 4, 2011 at 4:15 AM

    Aw, that's lovely!

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  3. SydFebruary 4, 2011 at 2:32 PM

    Nice to have those memories.

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  4. AnonymousFebruary 4, 2011 at 4:15 PM

    Cupid's arrow has a long, long trajectory. And it doesn't really need another person to hit its mark eventually (here).

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  5. Doreen McGettiganFebruary 5, 2011 at 12:56 AM

    That was so beautiful!

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"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."

-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

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