Simple offerings

I smell you

lingering around my head

as I lay in bed each night.

I try not to breathe too much,

as if breathing might suck you away from me.

 

I think about how we used to cook

all those things I don't eat.

I think of pinneapple,

how my mouth bled and bled.

 

I drink your water now,

feels like I am back with you

every time.

 

Sometimes I get out

your old brown lipstick case,

cracked and worn.

Going through every card,

reading every word,

thinking of each second of your life.

 

I uncap your perfume.

Lost in your smell,

your essence.

Sometimes like a guilty child

I dab some on a cotton ball

and carry you around with me all day.

 

I uncap each lipstick,

inspecting each color,

seeing your face with every new tube.

 

I save the one for last.

It's thick and cool

as I smear it across my own,

too pale, lips.

It's electrifying

and your smell lingers in it.

A piece of you I am granted

every time.

 

It's a simple offering.

Reviews

[Shadows of Memories]

thats very true. we actually breathe in our love when we r in love...and every small thing like the aura of his/her hair/skin/lips/mouth/perfume all diz makes us sense that she /he's around ...and it makes you like an insane saint to find ur love along...loved the essence.u created it perfectly wid ur senses and emotions.too good. loved it. thanks for inviting :) hugs

[WhiteWillow]

Very well written. I liked the pace, the memories, the analogies. "...and carry you around with me all day." This is a great line. Overall, finely crafted.

[Irfan Bashir Shah]

Oye! It was Nice!
It describes the emptiness of life very effectively.. Well done!
Reminds me of a love story...
And ya the 4th stanza was out of the ordinary...

[Gregory]

man. wow. thats good stuff.

[Leslie Philibert]

I think this is a really good poem,one of those super pieces of literature that one sometimes find here.Visual,well paced, absoultely believable.It´s one of the reasons that I enjoy Writerscafe,you suddenly find a real gem of a poem.Great.