Friday, August 14, 2009

Forty Years On




A part of me so deep and lost still loves you, he said.

And sometimes the door cracks open and I throw my head to the sky and howl

In pain, in fear, in loss, in memory, in longing.

Do you understand?

Do you understand this at all?

That this part of me exists only for you?

It died on the day we did. But it was never buried.

It lies there without a marker, without a headstone.

And now I can see all that we missed.

Because we couldn’t look into each other’s eyes

And bare each other’s souls, the we, the us, by us, for us, that us, that we

That flared so magnificently then. Like fireworks knocking out the stars.

I’ve never loved like that love with the fingers of me on the fingers of you

So tight, I could have snapped them off, one by one, do you remember?

But instead I licked and kissed them one by one, all ten, over and over.

And moved to your toes, one by one, over and over.

And told you stories of me meeting you and you meeting me.

Do you remember, you must remember.

You wanted my voice in your head all night long.

To lay your devils down and stop the sound they made

Keening words that told you not to tell me your secrets

To never trust me, to betray me,

And to get up and leave me.

14 comments:

  1. Oh my! That is so beautiful, yet so painful, WWW ! Like love can be.

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  2. I agree with twilight.... waw how beautiful yet painful.

    You have truly alluring writing skills. Thank you for sharing it with us.
    have a lovely weekend.
    n.

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  3. I've enjoyed them all but This is The Best one to date. Please, keep them coming.

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  4. That one hurts hard, WWW, I think we've all had a love like that. It hits home anyway. You've told it beautifully.

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  5. So many messages here, so many reactions, it's hard to sum them up. A very beautiful poem that says so much about the intricacies of love.

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  6. Thank you all so much, I sometimes hesitate to post such personal poems but sense they are better in the light of day....
    XO
    WWW

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  7. Beautiful, sensitive and touching.
    I actually felt the emotions in your words. How we humans can give love and take it back is a mystery.

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  8. Sorry I haven't been visiting for a while, life has been uber intense and flabberghasting.

    I loved the picture, WWW, so firey yet so simple. How love can burn so hot and seemingly disappear. Long after we morn the lingering residue of a lost life. Beautiful words, thank you dear one. xxx

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  9. Excellent picture. Moving poem. I am sure we can all identify with love's loss.

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  10. Even after a fourth reading: Good. Very good.

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  11. @Anon:
    Thank you very much, it is a mystery, especially how it ends.
    @Hull:
    Yes it vapourizes so quickly and we can never, ever get it back.
    @Laura:
    We've all been there.
    @Sean:
    Thank you. Four readings. I am very honoured.XO
    WWW

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