After fragrances settle
In the glow from curtained traffic
It becomes easy to find you
From your hairbrush made of plastics
To your makeup left on tiles
Humid footprint soft on laminate
Shower rod still hanging crooked
I light one up, then open mug cabinet
Nostalgic even when you're with me
But right now, it becomes that feeling
The one that warms me in my marrows
And wrecks me inwards in our evenings
Pouring hot liquid over fingers
Lack of attention comes with the farm
Found the towels next to blankets
Same one that compressed our two right arms
Woman, I'm ready to have you tug me
Into more nights than Alaska suggests
As I wipe the granite surface
Coffee grounds resemble what you do best
Mixed with milk and wet brown sugar
Sprinkled all over my lifelines
Sugar, you control my nightmares
And send electric through my confines
After warm breakfast and The Daily
I settle backwards in our linens
Seven more hours before door slides open
But a whole lifetime before we're finished.
Author notes
Love poems without the word love in it.
RyanosaurusWrecks
A contest entry
- Valentines Day Contest, Win A Gold Membership! by Kari.
900 points, ended February 12, 2008, 21 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Love Poetry Please by FallingTwilight.
390 points, ended April 16, 2008, 40 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Nicely written. Good use of metaphor and imagery.
Very refreshing to read. Thank you for entering my contest and best of luck,
-Kaitlyn -
You've certainly tackled this one in all the right ways. This has some real and profusely sweet "little things" imagery, of things you notice. All those "little things add up in my opinion. Wonderful poem. Thank you for entering it, and good luck.
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Very well done ...
it's a little like mixing beat poetry with something by Elizabeth Barrett Browning. All in all, good job.
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hmm
sweet... now this has a nice flow to it and very little rhyme.. Although i am a HUGE fan of rhyming - i think it's great when people can flow, or make it seem like it's rhyming without that choppy awkward feel.
very nice... sad tho
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