I used to hide myself deep within you; safe, warm.
My fingers making spirals on your upturned palm -
your spine, a shivering river, wading
between the valley of your shoulder blades.
My hand, floating downstream.
But now, I make no impact,
as if that vital moment has passed;
the still incandescent butts of fifth-floor cigarettes,
that fall like scudding comets,
will not make craters on the path.
I worship you. Polish your body with pride.
Beg you to swallow me, as does the sea to a sun-swelled sky.
Allow me to melt into your creases and caverns -
tangle me like purple Jacob's Ladder;
a flowering climb, deep inside.
Rip me open so I may spill over your skin;
a sunset bleeding into your horizon.
Let me taste the flower of your tongue that flares;
beat me, like barefooted syllables, into stairs.
Peel me, to reveal the sweet fruit within.
I weep for all the years I wore you as a medal.
Are your toes curling over your pedestal?
Yet, instinctively, you hold me, as one drawn to a live
wire and I feel no shock – I realise
I am the one who became the untouchable.
Comments
threeleafshamrock | March 9, 2009 - 17:40
'...a sunset bleeding into your horizon.' Wow! Strong imagery and very 'heavy' content. Like this a lot - had to read it a few times to get a grip on it; is it for a lover or a God (or both)? well done!
Chris X
MistakenMagic | March 9, 2009 - 18:06
Thank you for your thoughts Chris - it's for a lover who she treats like a God ;)
Magic xxx
jennifer | March 9, 2009 - 18:16
Wow, superb imagery, and a bit sexy!
I love:
'beat me, like barefooted syllables, into stairs.'
Just so rich for all the senses to enjoy, this!
J x
threeleafshamrock | March 9, 2009 - 18:29
Congrats on yet another cherry Magic. Well deserved as usual; you really are in a different class!
Chris X
MistakenMagic | March 9, 2009 - 18:41
Thank you so much Jen ;) And yes, a bit of a kinkier write than I'm used to!
Oh and thanks Chris - well done on your recent cherry, (cherries) I must catch up with your work!
Magic xxx
littleditty | March 9, 2009 - 18:57
stunning - beautifully phrased - a top poem of yours Magic - one to perhaps send other places? Well done A*** xx
luigi_pagano | March 9, 2009 - 19:45
Young rascal, you. Kinkier? I should say so. I didn't know you were able to express all that sexiness. I am speechless and impressed at the same time. Well done.
Luigi xx
MistakenMagic | March 9, 2009 - 19:47
Thank you ld and Luigi!
If you have any suggestions for 'other places' I'd love to hear them ld :)
Magic xxx
Dynamaso | March 10, 2009 - 00:17
I love the image:
"the still incandescent butts of fifth-floor cigarettes,
that fall like scudding comets,
will not make craters on the path."
What a wonderful eye you have. I can almost see this. Fantastic work.
Silver Spun Sand | March 10, 2009 - 08:33
Magic, I think you already know what I thought of this little gem, but nothing wrong with saying it again. It really does sparkle and I agree with ld. This one needs a good airing.
Sorry I have been so long in commenting, only the decorators are in and they have disconnected my 'puter, so am finding it difficult at present. Where there's a will there's a way though:-)
Many, many congrats on the well-deserved cherry.
Tina xxx
Ewan | March 10, 2009 - 09:23
Phew!
MistakenMagic | March 10, 2009 - 10:20
Thank you Dynamaso - I really need to sort myself out and read some of your work!
Thank you Tina for all your help with this one ;)
And Thank you Ewan for your comment - even if it is a little cryptic :p
Magic xxx
AKT | March 10, 2009 - 14:34
Wow.
Just wow.
MistakenMagic | March 11, 2009 - 16:26
Thank you AKT, glad this left made an impact ;)
Magic xxx
Nathan Bednarek | March 11, 2009 - 17:34
The passion of this piece and the pain of it missing is perfectly captured. Yet another masterpiece Magic. You always manage to write poetry that could literally be made into movies, novels and even reality. I hope you know what I mean ;-)
A wonderful write, too good to pick a favourite line.
Well done.
Nathan.
MistakenMagic | March 12, 2009 - 09:48
Wow! Nathan thank you so much for your comment! And don't worry, I do know what you mean ;)Perhaps the poetry oscars?
Magic xxx
Curse of 222 | March 21, 2009 - 23:36
okay, i'm at the end of a long line of very insightful and dead-on comments...so what to say? um...WOW!!! comes to mind.
"Are your toes curling over your pedestal?" for some reason that line jumped out at me...maybe 'cause it seemed kinda snide to me.
very good write.
engaging read.
jason
MistakenMagic | March 22, 2009 - 11:47
Oh it is definitely snide! We all know the saying of putting someone on a pedestal - but what if they don't deserve to be up there? Thank you again for your lovely comments ;)
Magic xxx