I need to feel my body
the heaviness of tired limbs
the deep ache, the tenderness
of a deep fatigue.
I need to feel a hunger
A black hole in the middle of me
beyond empty, beyond hollow
A craving for food to replenish me
like water on dry soil.
I need to feel your body
taut, heavy, hot
my secret hidden muscles
that clench,
and arch my back,
and curl my fingers
no words, no thoughts, no sounds
just sun warmed earth beneath me
the throb of life within me
your lifeblood, beating time.
Comments
sabzwin | December 15, 2009 - 22:02
I love the structure in this and I could totally understand it so it was a pleasure to read (:
shoe | December 16, 2009 - 09:03
thank you for reading and for the lovely comment, I'm pleased it meant something to you,
:-)
Silver Spun Sand | December 16, 2009 - 09:16
I love the honesty in this one, shoe...and the seemingly 'spontaneous' style in which it is written.
Nice one.
Tina
tcook | December 16, 2009 - 13:55
I refer you to the little know Art of Noise and their track Opus 4. I found it here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yT5CzKGYhQk
I think you might like this!
shoe | December 17, 2009 - 10:36
Thank you Tina, I gave up trying to find a rhyme and
just tried to describe the feelings, pleased you liked it,
Shirley,
shoe | December 17, 2009 - 10:40
tcook, Thanks, I enjoyed very much, always amazeing to discover rather obscure works of brilliance, also love the no sex, no drugs, verse from turning japanese by the vapours...aspirational!
TedShirt | January 13, 2010 - 19:38
I found a quiet eroticism in this poem which is quite lovely!
shoe | January 15, 2010 - 10:05
Hmmm, I'm pleased you got that from it,:~}