Poetry at Dillard

The library at school was hosting poetry sessions, and I knew we were going to be there at the same time, so I got the idea to surprise you—and everybody else—with a short poem about you. I had to look it up an old rhyme book, where I saw that I wrote it on April 1, 2004, just 3 days after we started officially going out, and long after I was already so deep in love I was lost in it.

I dream in Columbian visages

on these I reflect, in which I see my reflection in spectacles

des lunettes

all I dream is to be with her

and when I am, I never wake up

for that I wish to always be exhaustedly lost in dreams with lots of sleep

because to be awake is to be trapped in a nightmare

where I can’t find her, and I can’t find myself

a person to bind myself

maybe that’s why the bed is such intimate scening

because that’s where I do most of my dreaming