Posted by: schabbers | Julie 3, 2012

Do not tell me your name

Do not tell me your name

why you came to town

what you like to do on Sunday

your favorite poet

movie

comic strip

your age and next of kin in case of accident.

 

Say instead that I am warm

let your touch talk

let the motion in the darkness speak

then go away if you must

but not while I’m looking.

 

Geskryf deur:  Rod McKuen

In sy digbundel:  STANYAN STREET & OTHER SORROWS


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