- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Ghosts and Souls
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by laying next to each other
we violated each others spirit space
the places around and in each of our auras
where bits of old love and sex dwell
No Cry Zones below,
we rise above to eye leveling
curiosity, our purest push
of query and peck
rolling with the chandelier sway,
Is that one of yours?
Our lost ghosts find us.
We hide below the covers
Great Grand’s quilt
all hex and charm, horses
rune and three tine forked
chicken ching tracks, salsa
We sweat below, it weighs on us
our skin crawls all over each other,
we flesh it out for the voyeur past-
be gone or stay, just be quiet
like a polite, vanishing memory
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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Angelineover 20 years agothat says--at least to me--love is always worth it, with all its surprises and disappointments. Thank you for this poem smithpeter--the quilt is a wonderful metaphor for what you are saying. This one is so on my list. :-) Happy New Year, dear poet.
