i wanted to take
your hand and run with you
together toward
ourselves down the street to your street
i wanted to laugh aloud
and skip the notes past
the marquee advertising “women
in love” past the record
shop with “The Spirit
In The Dark” past the smoke shop
past the park and no
parking today signs
past the people watching me in
my blue velvet and i don’t remember
what you wore but only that i didn’t want
anything to be wearing you
i wanted to give
myself to the cyclone that is
your arms
and let you in the eye of my hurricane and know
the calm before

and some fall evening
after the cocktails
and the very expensive and very bad
steak served with day-old baked potatoes
after the second cup of coffee taken
while listening to the rejected
violin player
maybe some fall evening
when the taxis have passed you by
and that light sort of rain
that occasionally falls
in new york begins
you’ll take a thought
and laugh aloud
the notes carrying all the way over
to me and we’ll run again
together
toward each other
yes?

Autore: Nikki Giovanni

i wanted to take<br /> your hand and run with you<br /> together toward<br /> ourselves down the street to your street<br /> i wanted to laugh aloud<br /> and skip the notes past<br /> the marquee advertising “women<br /> in love” past the record<br /> shop with “The Spirit<br /> In The Dark” past the smoke shop<br /> past the park and no<br /> parking today signs<br /> past the people watching me in<br /> my blue velvet and i don’t remember<br /> what you wore but only that i didn’t want<br /> anything to be wearing you<br /> i wanted to give<br /> myself to the cyclone that is<br /> your arms<br /> and let you in the eye of my hurricane and know<br /> the calm before<br /><br /> and some fall evening<br /> after the cocktails<br /> and the very expensive and very bad<br /> steak served with day-old baked potatoes<br /> after the second cup of coffee taken<br /> while listening to the rejected<br /> violin player<br /> maybe some fall evening<br /> when the taxis have passed you by<br /> and that light sort of rain<br /> that occasionally falls<br /> in new york begins<br /> you’ll take a thought<br /> and laugh aloud<br /> the notes carrying all the way over<br /> to me and we’ll run again<br /> together<br /> toward each other<br /> yes? - Nikki Giovanni




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