From Where Snow Still Buries Whole Houses

It’s the way you say and
when you’re annoyed, your questioning look
when I make fun of you,
the way you try to pronounce Prost
and then say skoal instead.
It’s the way you nudge me when I’m standing at the till
and don’t immediately notice you walking past,
it’s the way you wave hello and how you hate coffee
but love tea. It’s the way you dress
and how you panick when you can’t find your keffiyeh.
It’s the way you jump about when you’re happy,
and the way you smile. It’s your infectious laugh
and the way you talk about your home.
It’s your willingness to share a few weeks of your life,

that makes me wonder what had happened
had we met earlier
or had I simply had a choice where to be born.

4 thoughts on “From Where Snow Still Buries Whole Houses”

  1. [Ech fannen et am Fong krass, daat ech quasi ouni Zweifel soe kann, ëm ween et geht, ouni datts du mer et wirklech gesoot hues. Nëmmen duerch eng gezielt Mëschung aus onbaarmhäerzegem Facebook-Stalken an Liese vun dengen zwee Blogs. A jo, e bessen Interpretatioun.]

    :-) Ech fannen dat schéin. Den eichten, offensichtlech schéinen Deel, genau esou wéi den zweeten, melancholeschen Deel.

  2. [Hehe. Ech war mer därs duerchaus bewosst, dass deen een oder aneren et kéinnt novollzéien. :) Ech waarden momentan drop, dass deen éischte mech freet op ech verléiwt sinn. Ähem… :D]

    Merci. :)

  3. [D’Leit mengen jo och emmer, daat ech verleift wier. An daat all meng Feck Sex Bettgeschichten autobiographesch wieren. (HaHa!) Vun dohier… ;-) Ech fannen et eben just komesch, well en mat Facebook eben och Gesiichter virun Aan huet, asw. Mee bon, lo verstinn ech e bessi, wiesou Leit Soaps kucken :-P (Obwuehl, daat lei ass nach méi spannend!)]

    Ass gärgeschidd.

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