This is not tight-eyed dream,
but loose-lid
scheme
to keep you closer than is best;
deeply shrouded in my
rest.
I have a way of seeing you
in lash-quick rubbing off of prism’d
dew,
so I can cling to what is my Bliss.
There is no greater wish than
this:
that you could come and touch mine eyes,
shucking off madness’
disguise,
to stand in front of me, whole and well
unleashed from what must be your
hell …
and mine, dear heart, for I am wont
to wait completely hungered, paled,
gaunt,
with daydreams of your swift return
and be given option to
relearn
that beautiful face and heartful hands,
Californian locks with sun-drenched
strands,
body slick and skin and bone
I loved to trace with tense and
tone
of love’s deep and sensual growl.
No hum, now, nor ever
howl,
for if I reached to hold you now
I’d break a chaste and holy
Vow.
I have given my own hand to someone new
who loves me as I wished from
you.
Within, then, swift moment’s sorrow
do I remember there is, yet,
tomorrow.
I close my eyes to see
I do not lose your
Memory,
that I might recognize your face
when we meet, again on altered
space.
In a list
A contest entry
- Behind Closed Lids by ever1der.
700 points, ended May 30, 2007, 10 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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"Within, then, swift moment’s sorrow
do I remember there is, yet,
tomorrow.
I close my eyes to see
I do not lose your
Memory..."
Sighhh...How well I know these jagged edges of Beauty...Eloquent within your anguish, my Sister...One day, we will all be whole...& holy...Good luck in the contest, my dear Friend...
Wanda
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sometimes I dislike that we have this kind of anguish... but..it makes me remember that ..."once upon a time......"
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This made me want to cry. So many similarities...I am a California girl..."I have given my own hand to someone new who loves me as I wished from you." So sad for whoever lost you. This is beautiful. Thanks for the entry.
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ty mary. He shows up in my poetry, often...although we get through it, it does not mean we get over it.
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