Open Poetry #32 |
Withdrawal |
Beki Senior Member
since 1999-09-15
Posts 1569Newport Beach, CA, USA |
Withdrawal Friday night, it's 2am and I can't sleep for wanting you. I long to hear your voice, to feel you touch my heart across the windswept miles with your tender words' caress. In only days I've come to need your voice to lull me on to slumber. The promise deep inside your words whispers warm against my cheek, sends shivers like memories up and down my spine, strokes me sweetly into sleep. I have loved you for so long; your absence from my life left an open aching wound deep inside my heart. I learned to cover it up with another life, other loves. I told myself those feelings were buried in the past, but the pain of loss persisted, a dull humming throb on the edges of my most secret dreams. I tried to send it into the shadows where all my painful memories live, but it would not be ignored for long. Now you've come back into my life, an unexpected gift with perfect timing. Your presence is a healing balm to close the aching wound that has echoed through my life. I don't know just why you've come, what it is you hope to gain. I only know I need you now and Monday is too far away. 10/18/03 |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
what a story...thanks for sharing |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
loved the line "a dull humming throb on the edges of my most secret dreams" can't figure out why there are not more comments on this one...it is very good...let's bump it back to the top... |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
"Now you've come back into my life, an unexpected gift with perfect timing. Your presence is a healing balm to close the aching wound that has echoed through my life. I don't know just why you've come, what it is you hope to gain. I only know I need you now and Monday is too far away." Very, very lovely writing, Beki! ....jo |
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GG Member Elite
since 2002-12-03
Posts 3532Lost in thought |
I never slept well, but for a year and a half there was a boy... yeah, every night when I would talk to him I could sleep. And one night he slept on the floor beside my bed, holding my hand. It usually takes me at least three hours to fall asleep, that night it took five. (you reminded me of the story, so I had to tell!) Anyway, on my Monday he never showed up. I'm excited to see that he's back for you But yeah, the withdrawal is horrible! Always, Alyssa Poems are made by fools like me, |
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