Don’t wash the oil from your hands before you hold me,
I like to be marked by your touch.
Dark, rich finger-paints of possession,
the married scents of you – sharp and industrial and real.
There’s a grease-mark on your forehead,
there’s a birthmark on your hand,
there’s a you-mark in my heart
and I taste gasoline in the back of my throat.
Wrap me in your over-all
and tell me about the engine you fitted today,
about the parts that haven’t come yet from the manufacturer,
about the parts of our life that we’ve yet to put togehter.
A contest entry
- Title Inspiration [Brevity] [9 titles]. by Naridill.
400 points, ended November 13, 2009, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Inspirational. This shows emotional beauty.
I adore the imagery alone in "Wrap me in your over-all"
Beautiful. Bit plain but the idea is stellar! -
Such a perfect, perfect poem
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thanks :)
Have to give thanks to Naridill for the inspiring title!
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