Think. Breathe. Need.
Seadrops flowing from my eyes
Blooddrops dripping from my foldings within
I breathe out his gift of air
The minute he stops
Time stops
I scream
and
I breathe in
My insides rip like clothing strips
Each tear bringing a tear of joy
and pain
and dreams of a baby boy
I love him, I think to myself
I love you! I scream in anger at him
Thrusting words against his thrusting actions
I begin to believe his truths
and slip into
the deep, dark sleep of his love.
Tossing and Turning at night as I lay next to him
Begging him to come
with me
To never leave, to always stay
Then screaming out to him
To leave, to never stay
His memory frustrates me
I miss his insides being inside my insides
I miss needing
his touch
his warmth
his love
I hate him, I think to myself
I hate you! I scream in anger at him
when he returns
He covers my mouth
and strips me
of words
as he makes love to my love
Matching my heartbeat with his own
We ride
In Stride
Throwing our 10-lb thoughts aside
We Ride. In Anger. In Love. In Strife.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Once upon a time I loved like this........
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Amazing words as usual, can almost visualize it girl!
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