I walk backwards across
Your fractured carapace
Blood pulsing
Behind heartsick eyes
*
There is much in you
That remains unseen
Memories knotted within
White-knuckled fists
I bate you with my tongue
But there is no sound
Capable of dissolving
Your laconic sneer
*
The air is always heavier
When your lips slide
Beneath the dimensions
Of our adjoining hearts
I follow you milk-hued
Into another maelstrom
*
Your sense of despair
Is neoteric each heartbreak
Is consummated with
Unprecedented intensity
I never manage
To arrest your fall
But sometimes
I precede you
*
I wasn’t able to find a picture that satisfied my needs. The picture I used is certainly beautiful but I had something else in mind.
You always have the most enigmatic pictures to go with your poems. Lovely as always.
Thank you Hector =) Usually I love selecting the pictures some days they are really hard to find
those last two lines…. yes yes yes x
Awww thanks Jenny!
And of course the rest but the last 2 clinched it x
=) I am glad you liked it I always worry about my endings
Stop worrying 🙂
=)
“Memories knotted within
White-knuckled fists”
Sometimes it’s better to not disturb these types of memories.
Gorgeous language, as always.
Thank you so much sometimes those memories need to come in their own time and some secrets are ours alone
So many lines to pick and cling to, but I simply adore this part:”I follow you milk-hued
Into another maelstrom”. Awesome writing, as usual! 😀
Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement =)
As always your words demand full attention and I’m outta breath.
Thank you so much!
ha. is it just me or there a really heavy underlying sensuality going on here…mmm….
all the better when you can fall together…smiles
Thank you Brian I do see that totally!
I am thinking of falling in love…let it be! It can happen…one falls before the other…something together.
Thanks Annell =)
I am thinking of falling in love…let it be! It can happen…one falls before the other…sometimes together.
Powerrful,the message comes across so strongly!! 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen!
Don’t fret about the picture, the words create their own images here.
Laurie.
Thanks so much Laurie for the tweet as well =)
No worries Yves, you’re always welcome. 🙂
=)
I agree with Helen. The message is powerful and delivered so well. I love the way you weave words.
Thank you so much Skye =)
Fabulous 🙂
“I bate you with my tongue
But there is no sound
Capable of dissolving
Your laconic sneer” such power!
Thanks Melanie!