Monday, March 03, 2008

When she asked me if there could be a "perfect" stranger

When she asked me if there could be a "perfect" stranger

Perfect stranger,
my present danger,
looking so good as you do.

Perfect stranger,
that's what you are,
and the idea to have and not know
sounds too good.

Because with knowing comes feeling
and no feeling has the sour taste of ignorance
the kind I'd have to have when we're done.


Oh perfect stranger,
my clear and present danger,
Come, and then clean, and then leave.
Because once we're all done,
we'll of had our fun,
and continue just on just the same.

-Matthew Koutzun

1 comment:

Rachel said...

"To feel the love of people whom we lvoe is a fire that feeds our life. But to feel the affection that comes from those whom we do not know...is something still greater and more beautiful." -Pablo Neruda