Poem to My New Lover, All for Free
Come, bring your sadness
to the precipice of my body;
bury it within me like a tool
my sadness lacks. Carve with this.
Flush, with the presence of skin
on skin, there is no unworthy,
only a deeper pressure, more,
harder, the involuntary release
with rhythm of come to core.
When you look in my eyes that way
you will know no sorrow, live
no fear, reside in my face
as your eyes do, invisible--
And my hands upon your back,
raking nails, will be your own,
embracing you to home.
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Oh, the sorrow and the pity. Excellent edginess here, especially the raking nails.
Oh my. "bury it within me like a tool
my sadness lacks. Carve with this." Yes. Strong imagery. I like it.
Lovely, Heather. Really beautiful.
Thanks so much, Richard, Sam, and Marcelle. :) xoxo to all
Love the first stanza. It's so difficult to pull off sexual poetry without embracing cliché. You've done well.
Heather, you surely know by now that I'm very, very dense when it comes to poetry. But I know when I love something and I love this. "Carve with this" felt and sounded so perfect to my ear. Great work. Fave.
Excellent.
Thanks so much, JP--I think that's because of the idea I espouse, which is that for erotic poetry to be successful there must be something outside of the physical attraction or carnal construct of release. Sorrow is the theme of this poem. Desire. And implied want, in the future, for a full willingness to engage, for the submission of the lover to that engagement--and for the relief of being balm. So to speak. :) I write a lot of erotic poetry, but much of it is strange or charged with otherly energy. Thanks for reading.
Kathy, thanks so much for reading my work. It's always a great honor when you enjoy it and comment. :) xoxox
Darryl, thanks again, my poet pal. xoxo
Almost holy. Superb, and I'm not geared for poetry.
Thanks so much for reading and commenting, Susan! It's even better when those who aren't geared for poetry find the work resonant. xo!