TangledWings: SPC {blue-2}

February 19, 2008

SPC {blue-2}

Even after everything we've lost in this life,
things we let go of without realizing
we should have held on, things that slipped away
when we turned our backs, even after all we've lost
has piled up like laundry that needs to be done,
there are still some things we've managed
to salvage, things that hold us when we forget
and loosen our tight grasp---
the way your body fits mine like a faded pair
of blue jeans, traces of your scent still
on my skin well into my day, that spot
under your right shoulder blade I've claimed
as my own and press my lips into whenever you
begin to doubt you deserve this love, whenever
you start to fear you've given yourself away until
there's nothing left for me, there's still that one
small spot with my name on it which I take gently
into my lips like the bread of life. There's still my arms
wrapped around your chest, my chin resting
on your shoulder, the palm of your hand
against my cheek, my lips finding the soft spot
above your wrist, the muscles of your body
limp in my hands. There are still these things
we have of each other, well worn and broken in,
as familiar frayed denim.

Feb 19, 2008 8:20:11 PM | Poetry, Self Portrait

10 Comments

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Posted by: McintoshJohn | March 10, 2010 at 03:20 PM

Beautiful image. Found you at SPC.

Posted by: littlepurplecow | March 17, 2008 at 04:50 AM