Intimacy

Intimacy

A Poem by MIngram
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The only moments we spent alone

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Silhouettes and morning jets stalked the sky.

The coarse sugar stuck incumbently to our fingertips.

Morning steam swirling with the clouds;

Outside, it was sticky and brisk.

We sat interlocked, deteriorating into one another,

Like the grains of warm sugar in our coffee.

The sun rose over stalky branches;  

squinting it’s morning eyes through orange foliage.

And as no deterrent to our apparent muse,

The air emitted oak and song; smell and taste.

Black-birds swam around our heads, detaching themselves from the milky sky,

Swirling with the atmosphere in a light and radiant manner

Amused by us.

The only few moments we were ever alone.


© 2011 MIngram



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a melancholy yet textural feast
some vivid and tactile imagery
for some reason i interchanged black birds with swallows
until i realised i was cheering a sadder moment when you said
the only few moments we were ever alone
leaves a question hanging in the air
nice!

Posted 6 Years Ago


i love your authors note hun, it really is inspiring and so very true!

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on April 22, 2011
Last Updated on May 19, 2011
Tags: Oak, Smell, Love, Scent, Stalked, Silhouette, Forever, Me, You, Together, Never, Apart, Seperated, Same, A like, Different




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