Just the other day I died a little a lot again and again
right here on the floor while Leonard Cohen stole my breath
with his holy irreverence streaming in Live from London
He was the light and the crack and the bird on a wire
I was Suzanne with the tea and the oranges
I was the tear in the raincoat and he was the rain
running unchecked down the stalwart walls of my Berlin
which we took after Manhattan which we happened to be in
And with nothing to break my fall I fell
into the lap of sweet mother darkness,
and I thought: surely my heat by which I meant to say my heart
will kill me if I don’t make me some real fucking love
And unable to bear it for one second more,
and with no one around and with nothing in store
I made love to the world making love back to me
and then Leonard Cohen brought me my tea
If you come upon me in such state on the floor
I have one thing to ask and then nothing more:
whatever you do and whatever you take
for the love of all mercy don’t resuscitate
By me, Heidi Fischbach
ooo, steamy, lovely, sexy goodness. Loved it, Heidi!!
@Leah_art – see what Mr. Morgan Eastwood and a bold boot print in the mud can bring the next morning?! 😉
Heidi, I love this. It’s gorgeous, not as in ‘pretty’ but as in ‘mesmorizing’, in the way a powerful storm that you’re half afraid of and half entranced by is gorgeous.
My favorite line is: he was the light and the crack and a bird on a wire
Great decision to make that section a couplet. Thanks for letting me know this was here!
Ooh, Heidi! Most delicious.
"I made love to the world making love back to me
and then Leonard Cohen brought me my tea."
Mmm. "…death by bursting heart is the only way to go…"
The older I get the truer that becomes. A beautiful poem, Heidi!
Oh my gosh you guys are awesomesauce with whipped cream! I went for a run in the rain and the wind and came back to Christmas morning on my blog with all these comments! *blows kisses*
And you picked out all my favorite lines too! I think the last two verses may need some more playing with but for now, good.
@Amy — I can’t rest without you knowing that the light and the crack and the bird on the wire are all images form L.C.’s songs… but maybe you know that and I suppose I made them mine 😉
@Zenatplay — yeah, imagine LC bringing me tea? of course, it’s all the way from china…
@victoria — "the older I get" — you make me grin!