The present mystery
we stand on the surface of eternity
ankle deep in the mystery that surrounds us
but forget that —
let me touch one more time
the rough skin of your face
and press my lips against it,
against yours, inhaling
the scent of my skin touching yours —
time enough for eternity —
oh, after
ankle deep in the mystery that surrounds us
but forget that —
let me touch one more time
the rough skin of your face
and press my lips against it,
against yours, inhaling
the scent of my skin touching yours —
time enough for eternity —
oh, after
posted by MB at 9:31 AM
13 Comments:
Again you take
my breath away
my heart
skipping a beat
as it tries to
leave my chest
reaching to yours!
alan
You are being inspired by some loving... :)
I read this poem through the filter of the anniversary of my father's death. So, I catch the longing for one more touch of skin, one more kiss and hold it like a daughter holds her dying father's hand.
Alan, what a wonderful response. Thank you.
Sky, yes, I receive much love and it does inspire me.
RD, I am honored.
All... when I write poems, I hope to write them in such a way that the reader can bring to them what they experience in their own lives, not be simply locked into what particulars inspired me. It's hard to do, while remaining concrete enough to be vivid. But it sounds like you three have each appreciated this in different ways, none of them wrong, and that is a real gift to me. Thank you.
The format makes my eyes jump back to the line "but forget that--" which gives me an interesting take on this.
MB,
This is a lovely little poem! To me, very playful and yet successful in drawing forth the mood.
oh, gosh.
"inhaling
the scent of my skin touching yours" is so delicate, sensitive, I love that line, how real the touch of love is.
Time enough for eternity.
Thank you.
Sensual and ethereal at once.
TLR, I played with the line breaks a fair amount before settling on these. There's a world of difference depending on how you break the lines.
Firehawk, it pulls really on two different moods at the same time. I'm glad you felt that.
Lhombre, gracias, Chico!
Brenda, I'm glad to hear you say that. I wanted a very real touch right there, right then.
((Zhoen))
Patry, that's exactly the contrast I was trying to express. Thank you.
"laissez-moi toucher
une fois de plus
la peau rugueuse de votre visage
et serrez mes lèvres
contre lui,
contre les vôtres,
inhalant
le parfum de ma peau touchant la vôtre --
Très belle poésie !!si émouvante !!!
Merci, Jean. Je suis heureuse qu'elle vous plait.
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