So Beautiful by Indran Amirthanayagam
Dec. 3rd, 2005 02:38 pmso beautiful that couple
in handsome black and red clothes
walking along the street
her arms folded, his in pockets cold
scarves loosely wrapped about white
necks
and in the subway car
a black man takes a black woman's hands
and her eyes look far away
beyond the walls under the sea
and his eyes concentrate on her hands
as glasses drop slightly down his nose
as she turns and smiles as he looks up
at clay made whole
and she takes her hands about his cheeks
makes a vase and he smiles
as roses are put in his mouth and hair
and her brown leather coat crumples as she kisses him
and his black windbreaker is crumpled by her kiss
and for two subway stops
their kiss moves a man to write
and get up in the morning
and sing an old song
to remember a woman in a dream
who held his hands
wearing earrings of white moons
in black hair open as a fan
blowing honeyed wind about the room
in which they loved and loved
as kingdoms came and went
in which they loved and loved
as the black man and woman left their embrace
to slowly get up to the door
by an old man in the window seat
into whose hands dropped
two
white
moons
in handsome black and red clothes
walking along the street
her arms folded, his in pockets cold
scarves loosely wrapped about white
necks
and in the subway car
a black man takes a black woman's hands
and her eyes look far away
beyond the walls under the sea
and his eyes concentrate on her hands
as glasses drop slightly down his nose
as she turns and smiles as he looks up
at clay made whole
and she takes her hands about his cheeks
makes a vase and he smiles
as roses are put in his mouth and hair
and her brown leather coat crumples as she kisses him
and his black windbreaker is crumpled by her kiss
and for two subway stops
their kiss moves a man to write
and get up in the morning
and sing an old song
to remember a woman in a dream
who held his hands
wearing earrings of white moons
in black hair open as a fan
blowing honeyed wind about the room
in which they loved and loved
as kingdoms came and went
in which they loved and loved
as the black man and woman left their embrace
to slowly get up to the door
by an old man in the window seat
into whose hands dropped
two
white
moons