
I will never learn from my affairs
they bake within my heart but nowhere else
see, she looks at me
she may speak to me some short time
then suddenly and so completely
it’s all I feel
a love that is not real
all I can do is hang from her every movement…
Yet again, I’m helplessly hopeful for that breath
already feeding myself on the bliss of kisses promised
but those suggestions
don’t emanate from her
or anywhere but in my spiralled mind
as it fills with love for some ideal
all I can do is hang from her slightest smile…
The purity of beauty is a trap for me
my mind is weak and falls so quickly
before I can blink, it’s all that I can see
I twist until the heartbreak of this infinity…
If only obsession didn’t roost inside these bones
if only my mind knew some subtle patience
I’ll lay myself down in that spinning room
try to think of something else or someone other
but no thought can form while she has not spurned
all I can do is hang myself on her polite decline…
The purity of beauty is a trap for me
I build myself a cave so homely
lie scheming on the hope that she embodies
and twist until my heart breaks
in this infinity…
[2010]
Thanks for reading.
Some poetry hurts your heart and yet it’s so beautifully written. This is like that 🌷
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Aww, thanks Ellie. This one means a lot to me, too. Glad you liked.
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Aw I loved reading this.
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Thank you! That makes me happy. I’m actually thinking of writing a sequel to this one… 🙂
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Why not? Go right ahead, it would make a great one.
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Wow, it’s so touching. Your voice is beautiful too.
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Ah thank you! That’s such a kind thing to say. I’m really pleased you enjoyed this one. Thanks for the follow too – I’m looking forward to checking out your work! 🙏🏼
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What an amazing image, both visually and aurally. It deserves a sequel!
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🙂 Thanks Peter. Rereading that comment now, I have no idea what exactly I had planned for the sequel… I’ll have to go back through some old notebooks but safe to say it never happened. Thanks (as always) for reading and commenting.
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