Can you guess the movie that inspired this?
This Man, and I
My eyes, and the bags beneath them
Stare at his silhouette
Down the hall and into the kitchen
Lit with early morning light.
The air, silent, besides the padding of
My bare feet, down antique floors.
Until he greets me, “Coffee?”
His hand cradles a warm mug,
But before I can accept,
I flip the switch, and everything stops.
The world at still, but I,
Who runs to him–not the him with mug in hand–
Another man
One I find after traipsing through streets filled with people,
All of them still, until,
I open the cool metal door, and my eyes open wide
And stare into his.
This other man, and I
Press our lips together, then apart,
Only to meet again.
We walk side by side, hand in hand.
In the warm, evening city with buildings lined in dark,
We glance at them, until again,
The touch of lips between us.
This other man, and I.
Love you dearly.
-A. Song
P.S. Substack saw it first; maybe next time, you will too.
Avril Song 