yearning

yearning

A Poem by Emily B
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an old one that I deleted somehow

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The hills lay raw and bare.

Unbound breasts heaving

in the gray mist of early morning.

I wish I were the hills

and this car you're driving

was a strong, slow hand

snaking around my own loosed curves.

I want to be crossed by your

barest elemental energies--

moved by passion’s own embrace.

I want to stretch and reach the sky

and stretch and touch the dirt

and feel each resonant-twinge in between.

I want to be filled with the light

and the heat of a new day--

just as the valley

after the fog is burned away.

I want to feel the vibrations of thunder

deep in the middle of me

 

rumbling of something resembling change

 again and again and again

 

until the light is extinguished.

 

Then I will breathe deep and slow

 

breasts heaving raw and bare

 

in the gray mist of a hillnight.

 


© 2010 Emily B



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What a great metaphor for passion and love...there is something about the exhilaration of speed that is so very closely related to the emotions found in the throws of passion.

Then I will breathe deep and slow
breasts heaving raw and bare
in the gray mist of a hillnight. -- love these lines...the word "hillnight" is so beautiful.

You write with raw emotion, and for that I absolutely can relate to your work on an emotional level. Beautifully done...

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light fully written

Posted 4 Years Ago


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Wind free and lovely feelings. I remember this I think but it gives me the same rush as it did before. Perhaps more.

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lights up the senses, fills the mind with double meanings....leaves an odd, but lovely, mix of feelings with this reader.....somewhere between dreamy and amorous...not a bad place to be at all! :)

Posted 5 Years Ago


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Beautiful & free ! ( ;

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Wonderful metaphors in this - gorgeous poem!

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Oh Emily! I adored the analogy here.....fabulous write. Pen on.....

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Beautiful. I don't know what to say... This is so tastefully written. You have captured this "yearning" in a lovely way.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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obliterated, i have been, by the force exploding off the page of this piece. this is important work, and please keep sharing it with us on this site.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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A few more words and this piece would have gone from stimulating to satisfying.
Passion portrayed powerfully, Emily!

Posted 5 Years Ago


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omg...this is so sensual, how you have described the hills ..why didn't I write this! arrrgh...lol, so beautiful, i truly love it!

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Richmond, KY



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