love poem # 22
I
there are some
poems made just
for you wrapped in fresh
banana leaves tasting of sugar
at midnight my tongue
wanders the earth searching
for your fingers and mouth
and i come up empty
II
time is not on our side
it strangles words catching
in my throat causalities
of the space between us
III
i love
you hard
brave and beautiful you
are an indian summer burning
up my thighs
~*~
i haven't written this much since i finished my thesis last year. my muse has returned in the form of memories of my beloved. i would much rather see him than write poems, but this is the only way to touch him right now. i hope he feels me.
be blessed
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He has to feel those powerful and poetic words. Beautiful! Thanks for sharing them.
Beautiful work. I am thrilled to have found your Blog.
thank you. both of you.