“I DON’T KNOW (A LOVE STORY).” a poem for: Tuesday, October 8, 2019
“LIFE, IT IS IMPOSSIBLE.” “WhatChaWannaDoAboutThat?”
“I dunno know. (pause) Wait, I’ve got an idea. Let’s just get a cat.”
“WHAT DO YOU WANNA, WANNA DO?”
“I DO NOT KNOW; WHAT ABOUT YOU?”
“I dunno know either; why’re we discussing this?”
“I’ve no idea; I know; LET’S KISS.”
“Why are we kissing?” “I don’t know WHY.”
“Kiss me AGAIN, before you say Good Bye.”
“Why do you (always) think I’ll go?”
“I really DON’T (really) KNOW.”
“Let’s have a coffee; do you want one lump or two?”
“TWO; thank you, Dearest. Where are we going to?”
“I don’t know, and why we are together.”
“Maybe, it’s fate; I don’t know whether,
To kiss you or hold you very, very close.”
“Why are you [even] here?” “I want another dose,
OF YOU.” “Do you like me?” “Yes, I do,
And, when you’re NOT here, I feel so blue.”
“I wanna take care of you, even if you’re sick.”
“Me too. Me too. I think we’re ‘up the creek.’ “
“Well, I’ll be your paddle then, if you wanna splash around.”
“I wanna go with you; where are we two bound?”
“I don’t know, and I guess I don’t care.”
“Isn’t this dangerous?” “Yes, we should beware;
We might be hurt.” “I (pause) yes, OK,
But it might not happen, at least not today.”
“It’s a risk, isn’t it?” “YES. It is.”
[LIFE WAS QUITE IMPOSSIBLE, FOR RICHARD & LIZ.]
fin ♥
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