SomehowA Poem by DindellaThe moon is sweet against my skin, Silver light illuminating my closed pores and marinading me in sparkling tears. A bath of peace and sweat so sweet it devoids my heart of sin And from my lungs escapes a luminescent sigh like mirrors. I hug my arms close to my body, a delicate mummy-style, to let the feeling in, And step forward into the sparkling, cool pool before me, becoming a figure Of grace and serenity, with water lapping around my life-given skin. Every step a breathe closer to my own admirer. A hint of my own reflection like polished glass, a twin, And how I ever gave up on her I’ll never know with a heart so lacking of fire. Leaning down, I kissed my lips to her face, wondering where she’d been. What is this that left me so far away from here? A holy terror. With what my soul had, what but once, been to akin, A stretcher-bearer, but so far from superior. But now I know, with the sound of the jungle mountain-side around me and my heart in a broad grin: That I… even after all this faded time… love her. Somehow.
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