I Already Know You a duo poem written by Azami and Christopher Fox Graham | |
Azami | CFG |
Maybe I should have warned him | Maybe I should have warned her |
that I’ve been through this before | |
| that this is unfamiliar territory |
because I knew from that first moment | but I knew from that first moment |
everything about him | everything about her |
without having to know anything about him | |
“I already know you” | “I already know you” |
is what slipped from my lips | |
| I felt it in her hips |
but those four simple words | |
| the way she looked at me |
can’t begin to gauge the familiarity | can’t begin to gauge the familiarity |
so I stayed | so she stayed |
parting with old friends | |
and being welcomed by new ones | |
as has become so routine | |
| moving in within days |
| like she belonged here |
| and I was the stranger |
of my solitary lifestyle | of my solitary lifestyle |
to know that I was in love with her mind | to know that I was in love with his mind |
it also took one look at the Star Wars painting | |
| mounted above the bed |
and lightsaber adoring his wall | |
| I bought her one, too |
to know that he was a geek | |
| and she loved it |
I don’t have to catch him saying “frak” | |
to know he’s seen every episode | |
of Battlestar Galactica | |
| limited edition box set with deleted scenes |
| and director’s commentary |
| worth every penny |
I had chosen loneliness | I had chosen loneliness |
| one-night stands to pass the years |
constantly falling in love | |
knowing that wanderlust | |
would eventually steal me away | |
| but she wanted to stay |
| wrap her arms around me |
| and sleep like tangled vines |
so while | |
I was familiar with the heartache | I was familiar with the heartache |
of love lost and found | |
| of love found, then lost |
by the fourth day | |
I woke up in his arms listening | |
to the comedic ramblings | |
of Billy Collins | |
| Sushi Haiku: |
| “Midsummer evening |
| alone at the sushi bar |
| just me and this eel” |
and while we laughed together | and while we laughed together |
I silently counted the minutes | |
wondering how long it would take him | |
to realize that which | |
I already knew | I already knew |
but I think he figured it out | |
I think he figured it out | I think I figured it out |
when I jokingly asked him to | |
“please regale me tales of ‘Star Wars’” | |
and while I rolled my eyes | OK, Han shot first, Jar-Jar is a racial stereotype |
and while we cuddled skin to skin | and they didn’t show it, but Luke and Leia were conceived |
on some lazy Saturday morning | on some lazy Saturday morning |
| |
I don’t have to believe in prophesies | |
| I believe in prophesies |
to understand my human nature | to understand my human nature |
so I begin my relationships | so I begin my relationships |
with apologies and explanations these days | |
hoping that if I cover my tracks | |
it will soften the blow for later | |
so I begin my relationships | so I begin my relationships |
| with coffee and a countdown |
| hoping that if she leaves by sunrise |
| I prevent the blow from ever landing |
realizing that if you live in the moment | realizing that if you live in the moment |
you’ve got nothing to fear | you’ve got nothing to fear |
besides, I hear broken hearts | |
make for great poetic inspiration anyways | |
| my poems about broken hearts |
| could fill libraries |
so maybe I should have warned him | so maybe I should have warned her |
that I fall in love often | |
| that I never fall in love |
and that I’ve seen Battlestar Galactica, too | |
in the arms of a boy who reminds me of you | |
I’ve been through this before | |
| I’ve seen this before |
and that same force that brought me | |
into your life like a hurricane | |
| breaking all of my rules |
will someday bring me to the doorstep of | |
someone new | |
| someone new |
| will one day fill your shoes |
| we can only last so long |
| before time parts our paths |
| onto diverging roads |
the time we share | the time we share |
is to learn and teach each other | is to learn and teach each other |
learn to love and live in the moment | learn to love and live in the moment |
all of this has happened before | all of this has happened before |
and all of this will happen again | and all of this will happen again |
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Sunday, April 11, 2010
I Already Know You
Azami and I wrote this poem together based on a poem she started writing about me. We performed it for kids at Mohave High School in Bullhead City.
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