Monday, September 30, 2013

I Loved You From Afar (A Poem)



 

 “Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.”  Anais Nin

We loved in ways that daunted fate,
Diving into the blue emensity
Of each other’s eyes
Like a kind of twilight
The dead disappear into.
Blue as the depths of each October,
I bowed to the deity
Of a side-walk rusted mailbox
And awaited your letters,
Hungry for the crumbs of your drunken nights.
I’d sink into the starch
Of my wintered sweaters
And dream the blink of your kiss
As if, by divine, you’d materialized
Across the threshold of my kitchen door,
Hair ruffled of an eight hours drive,
Wrapped delicate as a present
I could open with my shaking fingers,
Eager to unfold the cigarettes
Of your gray scarve,
Curve the arch of my lower back
Into your outstretched hands,
The flesh of my own soul,
You, the extended skin of myself.

8 comments:

  1. I felt love in this image, as well...beautiful...

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  2. Sometimes we just miss the idea of love.

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  3. Oh wow Stacy the way you use language breath-taking, passionate, I feel it in every cell

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  4. This is "wrapped delicate as a present"..yes..the essence, love...perfect!

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  5. I remember feeling like that. Thanks for taking me back there.

    =)

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  6. The autumn details leave me shivering...

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  7. Beautiful beautiful words.
    Anna :o]

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  8. Wow, so beautiful. Loved "I bowed to the deity
    Of a side-walk rusted mailbox
    And awaited your letters,
    Hungry for the crumbs of your drunken nights."

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