Poem – “As Love Loses its Touch” – Romance – 8/25/2020

Why do we
Upon days soaked in ebony,
Drenched in the dark
Of moments, apart,
Wash ourselves to clean ourselves
Still with the touch to soothe vessels,
To calm the spark of dread
Leaving lips
Unneeded to be fed?

We are relived
In our quiet current
Of clear, about ourselves, so near.
We dream of glaciers
To cover our cities.
We hear the nightmares of others
In external lives.
Can we love
In a room painted with blood?

Wed me,
Shed me
Of two petals between your trembling pillars.
Walk me
Under the shower of your gaze.
Stalk me,
Brand me
In the cushion of your heat,
For our lives will be relieved.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s