Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Nosaj

There was a summer while in college that I worked part time at a retail pharmacy type store. I only got 30 minutes for lunch/dinner and most of theother workers would bring their food with them but I usuallly went to my parent's house that was only 5 minutes away where my food would be waiting for me.

One night Jason wanted to ahve dinner with me and he told me that he would pick me up and we could eat together. He pickedme up and took me to a restaurant that I was sure was going to take more than 30 minutes but when we got there our food was waiting on the table for us and all we had to do was eat and then he took me back to work. he had called ahead and ordered for us and told them what time to haveit on the table and paid in advance. It is quite possibly one of the most thoughtful things he has done for me because he is so not a planner and he had to plan everthing down to the minute. That was the summer that we got engaged. For Jason:

"Nightswimming"
REM

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
Turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it's so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water's edge.
The moon is low tonight.

Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I'm not sure all these people understand.
It's not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
Of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
Replaced by everyday.

Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September's coming soon.
I'm pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
Could not describe nightswimming.

You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.

The photograph reflects,
Every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

How thoughtful and romantic. It sound's like you have a "keeper".