You have never escaped my thoughts.
- better yet, I have never escaped you.
I've tried, no doubt, but not because I really wanted to.
It's harder to look forward
when there's so much beauty
behind.
But sometimes I find
a memory
of you
tucked underneath
a heartbeat
of mine
you are astrology and,
God help me, I still look for signs.
You thought you needed me
and when you came -
head low, eyes struck
with some kind of shame,
it took no lining of the stars
no shift in the grand scheme
no cataclysmic flame
to see I needed you
the same.
I'm done with the cowardice:
somewhere after the start
I fell in love with you.
All the ritualistic rhetoric and all the art
of my "sacred discourse"
could not drown out
the Eden in your heart.
And it's true!
the closest I've been to heaven
is the closest I've been to you
And the deepest wound I have
is the sharpest knife I drew -
the memory of a dream with us
and a spot by an oak for two.
No criticism requested.
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god, this hurts to read tonight. i love it still.
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This is something special.
The poetess living passion recommended you. She was right.
This is a truly beautiful poem. There are some wonderful phrases here. I like the third and last stanzas best:
“No cataclysmic flame to see I needed you the same”
“The deepest wound I have is the sharpest knife I drew -
the memory of a dream with us and a spot by an oak for two”.
What an amazing use of words.
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i love this still.
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now this simply rocks.
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This is one of your best yet. Love, Mrs. K
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this poem is so passionate... When I read it; my heart started to burn.
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never say you are not a freeverse poet. humph.
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wow...
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good wishes...
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lordly
gu-ahhhhhh... *drool*
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PS if we could all write like this, there would be no such thing as unrequited love!
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wow, this is amazing. I love your knew style, and your depth. Everything about this - every line, every image, amazing!
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