One Last Caress

I rip up your photo in a final attempt

To get you out of my head,

But with each rip

I feel my insides tearing.

Why can I not remove you

From my thoughts?

Why can I not detangle myself

From your web of deceit?

Why can my heart not forget you

And what we once had?

It’s those blue eyes

That shine so mischievously;

That gentleman’s charm

That you possess.

It keeps me hanging on

Just incase you call me over

One last time.

A last caress from the corpse of Love

Is all I want.

And so I keep waiting,

Keep hoping,

Keep dreaming,

Keep falling.

Why do you still taunt me

With this hope?

You know all it takes is a wink

And I melt.

You have me

Eating out of your hand,

And you’ve made sure the food is tainted,

Poisoned,

Addictive,

Deadly.

I cannot get you out of my head.

My heart still aches for you.

So invite me over

One last time,

Because all I want

Is a final caress

From your corpse, my love.

 

Copyright©JosieWentzel25March2008

 

Reviews

[a Messenger]

Beautifully expressive. The torment is plain to see.
I like the word Jane Doe used..obsession. That is what this best describes. Obsessive desire. Love is not this painful.
Holding on to these feelings is obviously tearing you apart.
It really is time to let go no matter how difficult that may be.

[An owl on the moon]

You so vividly convey the magical power of poetry through each of your perfectly placed words, like an amazing painting. The emotion is deep and colors the pattern with such a sadness of lost love, the desire to reconnect, and the horrid realization that the moment has slipped away. So powerful!

[Jane Doe]

I really like how you ended this poem. I have had many relatsionships that were like what you've described. Obsession is a hard thing to overcome, especially when love is involved. Wonderful poem!