Before the World Remembers Us

I am not still

when you begin

I am already leaning

toward the place

you haven’t touched yet

breath catching

on the edge of you

before it even arrives

you say melting

as if I don’t feel

the slow surrender

of skin learning

how to listen

there is a thirst

but it isn’t empty

it is knowing.

the kind that waits

until it is taken

slowly

completely

you move

and I follow

not behind

but within

every trace

you leave

I gather

every drop

you offer

I answer

until we forget

which one of us

was meant to hold

and which one

was meant to fall

and somewhere

in the quiet after

we don’t ask

what we became

only how long

we can stay there

before the world

remembers us

Reviews

[Buddhistboy73]

Your poetry has a sensual, otherworldy quality to it....you conjure up images that awake the reader with a sense of curiosity...

These were my favourite lines:

you say melting
as if I don’t feel
the slow surrender
of skin learning
how to listen

You lend yourself to erotic poetry in my humble opinion....

Thanks for sharing this ....

BB73

[DavidGeo]

Have you ever ingested 500 mgs of thc and played gta online? Oh my.

[Neville]

exquisite is one of those words I rarely use .. but it fits comfortably & deserves to be applied to this particular page .. Neville

[red93]

This is Fabulous CG, so sensual and life-affirming, but with plenty of subtlety and nuance. Exceptional ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Randall]

The words of one lover saying what they desire from their lover, knowing their capabilities and wants. Their willingness to give and take from one another equally, not wanting to return to the realities of the world. What more could one ask for?

Very nice, Curly Grace

Randall...