A man is only as good
as what he says to a dog
when he has to get up out of bed
in the middle of a wintry night
because some damned dog has been barking;
and he goes and opens the door
in his vest and boxer shorts
and there on the pock-marked wasteground
called a playing field out front
he finds the mutt with one paw
raised in expectation
and an expression that says Thank God
for a minute there I thought
there was no one awake but me
in this goddamned town.
Lovers play a game of No and Yes,
A quick caress, a sigh, goodbye
Lovers play a game of Yes and No,
of Stop and Go,
of Wait, and Fate too late,
They laugh when they want to cry,
Leave when they would rather stay,
They quit when they need to try,
AND LIE WHEN THEY WALK AWAY…
Come to the garden in the Spring time,
Where there is music and light and laughter,
Of sweethearts strolling among the pomegranate blossoms.
If you don’t come, then none of this matters.
If you do come, then none of this matters.