As if I could hold you
Just as you are,
With all of your feelings
And your memories,
Body, mind and soul,
All of your hopes and dreams,
All of your family and friends,
With your education and your career,
Your hobbies and preferences,
All in one motion,
One embrace,
A single kiss,
A poem
As if You could give yourself to me,
Like a beautiful sculpture,
A work of art,
A delicacy,
Something that I could taste
In the heat of the moment
Like wine
As you move underneath me
Lost in the passion
Working itself and working itself
Into a single flower of expression
As if it might last
Here, in between us,
Within us, becoming something more
Than a moment of release,
An empty dress
As if might be a moment of revelation,
A pure, simple understanding
Of what is beautiful and meaningful
In the world
As if it might not fade quickly
In the open air,
The changing seasons,
The passing days and months and years
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Author Notes
This is a poem about the fractured nature of relationships, the inability to comprehend the totality and the enormity of what it means to be an individual, and the difficulty in cementing a relationship out of two enormous individuals. It's very modern in look and feel, kind of minimalist in the presentation of stripped down, bare bones images. A tone of lament. A plea for understanding of the human condition. It's an imperfect world and an imperfect life, we are left with here. But hope springs eternal just the same. estory
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