I'm falling, faster and further from
a place I thought I'd never be
in a dream from which I seem to never wake
my mind wraps itself around your thoughts
as if sealing your wounds with me could heal
I'm pushing my way into your soul,
with every glance
every word formed between my lips
every word waiting on on the edge of my tongue
I'm but a breath waiting to be exhaled
the release, a reprieve from the silent cries
that are mourned when the sun dips into the horizon
and night drapes like a cloak over your heart
Caught in a moment between yesterday
today and tomorrow
I'm hanging by strings that I never saw
attached to my limbs
jerky movements & stiff obscurity
holding you, holding me
we're being held together by something
more powerful than each other
I'm pulling you inside of me
verbs, adjectives, and nouns
beautiful being
I've claimed you as my person, place or thing
I'm missing
I'm missing
you're moving faster than I can conjugate
I'm learning a language
I know I'll never speak
But silence is mine
as are you wthin the confines
of these letters
these words
this passion
and I've fallen
there is nothing to it
I lay cracked at your feet, in pieces
in peace says
shattered bliss
This is one of my favorites by you. Gorgeous use of imagery...the language is so tangible that I involuntarily have a physical response in addition to the intellectual/emotional one. You successfully place me into the world you create, and I am submerged there: as a reader, as a fellow poet and as a lover.
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