January 31, 2008

Termless: A love poem employing no terms of endearment or adoration

I.

She lets you open her

like the two halves

of a nectarine,

prised,

from about it’s core.

You liked the seed:

Licked it, and kept it in your palm.

Now, without you,

she shall never be whole.

II.

She screams out sometimes

in her sleep,

and you whisper her awake,

lips

close to the moon of the nose

that has taken in your smell.

The sighing mouth

that sometimes smiles around

your wide heat.

III.

She watches when your

thoughts come

and your frowns come,

and leaves little bruises

with her teeth,

upon your arms.

You comfort her in the old fears,

and the fear

of this new requirement.

IV.

She sits by you

with the silence of tea,

still warm

from your finger dance.

The tasteable smell.

Now her throat throbs

while dual skins cool:

Shared heat

made milkily.


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