oh, what darling things live
in me continually announce her being:
the indent of my hands
the grit of my teeth
the ache of my bones when i move
far away from you
the intimate commune of my mouth
to the supple fruit of the world
and my mind wandering
what to make of nakedness when
you have displaced my weight
into something air's deft hands dare carry!
we are only afloat in each other's
fervid atmosphere.
there are spaces i yield when you ******
forward, killing the fires that live
in me,
the silences that confess the
mild affliction of the bed now void
and impression-laden,
how swiftly i was taken away and how
plodding my return has been,
not so much now myself denying
the imprint of such sharp moment
weaving your truancy
that whenever we make love,
there is something in me that dies
repeatedly, even now, alone
underneath a latticework of dark,
for love clung rather ponderously
stifling all words quivering
and panging and there is now
you, rolling together with the continuity
of these words, thralling me to
one more embrace.
Oct 6, 2015
Oct 6, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
oh, what darling things live
in me continually announce her being:
the indent of my hands
the grit of my teeth
the ache of my bones when i move
far away from you
the intimate commune of my mouth
to the supple fruit of the world
and my mind wandering
what to make of nakedness when
you have displaced my weight
into something air's deft hands dare carry!
we are only afloat in each other's
fervid atmosphere.
there are spaces i yield when you ******
forward, killing the fires that live
in me,
the silences that confess the
mild affliction of the bed now void
and impression-laden,
how swiftly i was taken away and how
plodding my return has been,
not so much now myself denying
the imprint of such sharp moment
weaving your truancy
that whenever we make love,
there is something in me that dies
repeatedly, even now, alone
underneath a latticework of dark,
for love clung rather ponderously
stifling all words quivering
and panging and there is now
you, rolling together with the continuity
of these words, thralling me to
one more embrace.
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