Untitled 2 (For Jason)

Another poem for Jason

If you were here,

would you wipe the tears, from my eyes

everytime i cried,

when we say goodbye?

I know it's not an eternity...

but it feels that way.

I long for your touch

everyday.

I long for your warmth...

the softness of your lips

against my ears

as you softly whisper, "I love you Danelle."

Your scent lingering in my nose

a mix of Axe and ciggerate smoke.

Your fingers as they travel up

and down

my back...

You and i seperated,

is like taking the breathe

from my lungs

the food

from my tounge.

Someone asked me how my heart was.

I replied, "I don't know, ask Jason he holds it."

Loves like clay

the outcome we mold it.

Love is the most powerful thing

but can it beat the distances

that stand inbetween us?

Or will the steel that holds us together

rust?

I don't care...

all i know is that right now

i long for you touch.

Author's Note

ummm...long distance relationships...yea enough said, tell me what you think

Reviews

[JanBlake]

Wow, I felt this. Well put.

[Caramel Gold]

~That was so sad... I know how it feels to ummm... "long for his touch" if you will... this makes me think of the poem I wrote "For Michael my Erato"... a little bit of longing going on in that one too (just a little bit lol)
... needless to say... I love it!

[Lexy]

A good job, definitely feeling the longing.
Isn't "tounge" supposed to be "tongue"? Just thought I'd point that out. Good job, though.


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[~amanda~]

i loved the clay metaphor. so true!
its sweet but not cliche which is refreshing

good job!