Lift her up
there the hang and fall
bestowed in little curtsies
hemming the space we form
in exultant strong brewed motion
plump on passion your swell against think of light
can I possess, what is unbound?
or will ghosts gather your wicked savageries
plant in ground this divining rod
lightning conducts flame like cautious feline
one brush, my teeth, your skin
panther lolling in banyan tree
emerald leaves the size of clenched fists
slick fruit ripe for the picking
a slice of muscled thigh, a twitch, spice, sigh
rising and falling in cotton swell
pass through the fabric holding us back
nectarine and jasmin
pearl slope of your thin back arched against my hand
dieties take turns to spell focus
wisteria and moon glow
crush of posies, carrying arching silouette
how much I have longed for you
this exact shape and time
in emptiness we find familiar fullness
in loss there is a stranger turn a friend
to bid us back to believing ourselves unpicked
we are part of this weave
tight against fabric, space, destined
as I watch the ribbon in your hair
twisting against itself, trying to work its way loose
there is purpose in the dark damson of your eyes
taking me down from my shabby habit
glass creatures beneath sugared earth
melting against the other
the shape of us.
62 Replies to “The shape of us”
People much more intelligent than me already wrote their praises, so I’ll keep mine to myself. I will say however that I thoroughly enjoyed the piece, and have recently gone through this situation (as I have before, I don’t believe there is only one true match, or soul mate or person you can love with intensity. I would say since we are ever-changing, so are our partners.) I have already said too much.
YAY! Well when you do please call on me for any help or support you need because I really believe in your writing and would love to support you to do that. We stand together and we are stronger because of it sister xo
Definitely. I may just take you up on your offer.
Oh yes, for sure! I’m thankful to have many loves in my life – friends, family, my parents (who passed away), sons. (I still feel Arlie’s.) All blessings, all beautiful. And some I’ve never met in person. 😊❤️ Yet, that is….☺️
As am I, my wise friend. But when we actually are meant to be relationshipping, look out world!
I do as well. Marriage is hard. Being a couple is hard. Living together for your entire adult lives is really hard. I honestly believe more thought goes into the cake and invitations then the actual vows and what the words mean. I agree my friend, I think it is very rare for soulmates to find each other and I envy the ones that do.
Do you think so? I guess I’m naive or unrealistic but i wouldn’t think if it were right that marriage would be hard aside from if you got sick or there were financial problems, I would think it were easier, that’s why married people live longer than unmarried people. But what do I know? I definitely think being alone is harder than being with someone you love who is right for you. And by alone I mean in your soul. But getting married and expecting a cake walk yeah that’s unrealistic and I know a lot of people do that. I agree about it being rare. I wonder if one day people will find it easier to find each other as everything becomes more universal.
ha ha ha! Well said!
Ah you are very intelligent and I don’t think you say too much at all
No matter how in love to people are, time and circumstances will always challenge your bond. Since you’re two separate souls attempting to exist collectively, you are constantly having to compromise parts of your own life, desires and needs. I think it’s indeed the rarest of relationships that find a couple whom are both so selfless and in love as to agree upon everything. Don’t you think a soulmate would be a relationship akin to identical twins, except as romantic partners? Or perhaps your soulmate doesn’t have to be your romantic partner. Who knows? I’m a hopeless romantic though, so I can talk about this kind of stuff for days 🖤
Oh just gorgeous.
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