"subducted" poems - Hello Poetry

It has to mean something. The way our bodies fit together like Pangea. When we're together the world rejoices, I feel it in my bones. A reuinion longed for, deep in the collective soul of the earth. We should have known, we'd be lovers separated by outside forces Drifting apart, slowly but surely. It has to mean something When our bodies converge Mine subducted under yours And volcanoes erupt. It has to mean something, How your lips on mine feel magnetic attraction. How my fingers intertwine with yours An electrical circuit, completed. Our love could put the stars to shame. Not only light up the night, but consume and leave it in darkness -power surge. It had to mean something. We diverged. The space between us in bed, a trench. The space between the bed where I lied awake waiting for you and the couch where you drank. The space between the apartment you abandoned and the home you returned to. Did it mean Anything?

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Dec 31, 2018

Dec 31, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC

Lrahal93

Tectonic Plates

It has to mean something. The way our bodies fit together like Pangea. When we're together the world rejoices, I feel it in my bones. A reuinion longed for, deep in the collective soul of the earth. We should have known, we'd be lovers separated by outside forces Drifting apart, slowly but surely. It has to mean something When our bodies converge Mine subducted under yours And volcanoes erupt. It has to mean something, How your lips on mine feel magnetic attraction. How my fingers intertwine with yours An electrical circuit, completed. Our love could put the stars to shame. Not only light up the night, but consume and leave it in darkness -power surge. It had to mean something. We diverged. The space between us in bed, a trench. The space between the bed where I lied awake waiting for you and the couch where you drank. The space between the apartment you abandoned and the home you returned to. Did it mean Anything?

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Some say it widens quick as my fingernails grow and by the time I die the height of me has been added to its width so toss me off the ship slip me past seaweed grasps and test this hypothesis. Some say it can fit in Everest with a mile to spare while I did not find the time or, perhaps, care to feet it’s summit this tick of the Rolex this pound of pressure applied per inch of capillary. But even here where bathyscaphe meets hydrosphere where sunlight is cinema where goblin sharks gobble darkness an anglerfish pours it's torch over basecamp wishing loneliness was an antidote for altitude sickness. My how magnanimous magma makes me miss my mama, subducted and spewed out drawn down from cold to heat and reborn as calamansi cocktails at a shackbar on the beach.

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Jun 21, 2022

Jun 21, 2022 at 7:05 AM UTC

jopfre

Mariana source

Some say it widens quick as my fingernails grow and by the time I die the height of me has been added to its width so toss me off the ship slip me past seaweed grasps and test this hypothesis. Some say it can fit in Everest with a mile to spare while I did not find the time or, perhaps, care to feet it’s summit this tick of the Rolex this pound of pressure applied per inch of capillary. But even here where bathyscaphe meets hydrosphere where sunlight is cinema where goblin sharks gobble darkness an anglerfish pours it's torch over basecamp wishing loneliness was an antidote for altitude sickness. My how magnanimous magma makes me miss my mama, subducted and spewed out drawn down from cold to heat and reborn as calamansi cocktails at a shackbar on the beach.

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I drop to drown again subducted, reintroduced into the volcanic mass spewed out as lava ash, as time will pass then so shall I,pass to live and pass to die and underneath the pale blue sky I drop to drown again.

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Jun 18, 2014

Jun 18, 2014 at 5:02 AM UTC

john-edward-smallshaw

Process

I drop to drown again subducted, reintroduced into the volcanic mass spewed out as lava ash, as time will pass then so shall I,pass to live and pass to die and underneath the pale blue sky I drop to drown again.

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