She led him piece by piece down to her water of life,
and even though he knew she was possibly quite crazy,
he didn't mind at all,
because sanity was never his anyway.
She fed him tea and poetry,
and the wonders of her endless thought,
sweeter than honey,
a different kind of bliss,
an ecstasy, a loving bed of like minds and theology.
They drifted on ripples of euphoria,
with a kind of nakedness that opens eyes to the unknown,
and teaches the independent heart
how not to recover from the blending of souls.
In the passing of time, even the most ancient memory
won't fail to recall her living water,
the loving bed,
the poetry infused with tea
and her beautiful crazy mind.
Inspired and very loosely based on Leonard Cohen's song 'Suzanne'. My favourite version is by Judy Collins https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NkamRumVXn4
My feeling on this song is that it's about fascination and magnetic attraction when the love of someone, or the idea of how wonderful they are sweeps you off your feet. So that is what this poem is about. You can read the lyrics to the song here -> http://www.lyricsfreak.com/l/leonard+cohen/suzanne_20082890.html