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Posted by MistakenMagic on September 17, 2008 - 20:28
from the ABC set The Poet Who Fell in Love

The letters that spell out
‘I love you’
Pitch their tents
In the heart-shaped hole
Of his chest
And sting like a cold shower.
My fingers trace the
Red brown burns on my neck.
I call out to you
As you try to leave.
Scared that in loneliness
My thoughts will become
Blood and skin.
Arched in a corner
I fear he will come to me.
Shake my bony shoulders
And his touch will make
Everything real.

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Comments

Nathan Bednarek | September 17, 2008 - 20:39

A very touching piece. There's a very powerful feel of tragedy in this poem. Pretty much every line gives you a hint of history breathed by this poem. Even though it's short, the poem is very deep and full of thought-provoking phrasing.

Well done MM. This is the kind of work you're best at.

Love, Nathan.

MistakenMagic | September 17, 2008 - 20:44

Awww thank you Nathan :) Yes, I know I will always return to the love poems, they're my forte I guess! Still waiting for work from you!

Silver Spun Sand | September 18, 2008 - 11:03

Particularly beautiful this, Magic. You really do excel at this sort of poem, but that never makes yu afraid to try other things. Often, just as successfully. You have an admiral approach to your writing that we could all learn something from.

Much enjoyed.

Tina