cole porter (and us)

the man i love
sat diligently facing me
every single day
for more days than i can count
for my memory is gone
he looked at me and smiled
and came my way
and i talked to that man
in front of my face
offering me solace
and scents long gone
from my body
absent
for so many years
it took me so long to understand
it took me a little while
to hold his hand
the man i love came my way
i do my best to make him stay
he looks at me and smiles
and understands
he came Monday
Tuesday
Wednesday
and Friday
and slowly built a home
for two
while i looked astounded
he looked at me and smiled
I understand
and though it seems absurd
I know we both won't say a word
when we sit on the roof
staring
onto
up above