- Erotic Poetry
- Years Bought
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I dreamt about a boy
with a new set of lungs;
a recycled heart
thumping away under his shirt
a boy who had pressed fresh aloe to my leg
on some distant childhood beach
And now-
here in my dreams
twenty years later
groping to free my breasts,
breath hot at my throat.
He with the recycled heart
neared the frigid ledge;
dove deep
with no oxygen-
didn't leap;
surfaced gasping
grateful and whole
for a few more years
of ferocious sunsets
and dusky pink beaches
Solemn scars proclaim
where he's been,
how deep he dove,
the unfathomable edges
he groped for in the dark.
- COMMENTS
oneiriaover 9 years agoThis is a terrific use of dark imagery and ambiguous phrases that draw the reader into the construction of the poem.
