- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Loveshock
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I saw you in my tealeaves this morning.
Shadows, some of past and some of future.
Only the present unknown.
I died for you to be with you
I died when I walked away.
What do I do now?
Surrender my very soul to you
or hold myself aloof?
It seems you require both
in equal parts.
Or was that only the past?
Will it be different next time?
Because I know you're coming
heels scuffling like The Walkin'Dude.
Already I begin to melt and separate
and meld and snap; hot cold and
wet and dry.
I feel resignation settling like armor
on my shoulders.
But as yet I know not why...
- COMMENTS
jthserraabout 20 years agothe cold, cold loneliness. excellent poem.
jim :)
Angelineabout 20 years agoand I suspect it's cause your feelings on the content are unresolved. It's very good (and the reference to The Stand gave it a nice chill) ), but I'd put it aside and revise it when the story is more resolved or you have more space from it. Just an opinion... :)
