There

I'll not let on

I carry on composed.  Stoic

my surface granite encrusted

memories live, breathe, feel

eyes dead hollow

long since drowned in depths of earthy brown

 

I walk a different ocean's shores

yet those breezes ever carry

the co-mingled and lingering scent of love

Chanel Sensuelle Allure and heady musk

Odor settles like cumulus

permeating every pore

infused with every ragged breath

Inhale.  I take you in.

You enter and seek solace in my depths

 

Air electric.  Atoms charged

every nerve and fibre at attention

You fill me

I see you everywhere

strain for your touch

 

No matter the time, space, or distance between

drawn and written lines and words of past and present

 

I ache, yearn, hunger

close my eyes to truth.  Exhale

I still feel you...

  There

Reviews

[Julian]

Although I am not certain of the writer's original intent, this strikes me as a memory, still painful, of a love that has been lost to time and distance, whether distance of locale or distance of heart. There seems to be such a wound, a soul-deep bruise that will always remain even after the outward appearance of it has long faded. So whether this was the intent, or simply my own interpretation, I greatly enjoyed everything about it.

[Starbaby]

Thank you Julian, for taking the time to share your thoughts with me. I appreciate the review, and am glad that you enjoyed the read.

[Matthew Kult]

Erotically fueled memory, experience, thrill that has grabbed you like a an addiction. Great read.

With love

Matthew

[W. Barrett Munn]

Your memories are better than my life.
So there!

Winston

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Beautiful love it especially the following
I ache, yearn, hunger
close my eyes to truth. Exhale
I still feel you...

There



Exquisite

[D. Mansfield]

That painful yet soothing place we return to, to find solace, after our person has gone. I try to limit the number of visits but I still visit. . . .all of them. I loved this poem

[emmajoygreen]

' I take you in.
You enter and seek solace in my depths

Air electric. Atoms charged
every nerve and fibre at attention
You fill me

I see you everywhere
strain for your touch

No matter the time, space, or distance between
drawn and written lines and words of past and present

I ache, yearn, hunger
close my eyes to truth. Exhale

I still feel you... '

Sorrow: true grief - set to paper from core beyond top layer of skin, ever onwards - into dark space.

[Relic]

I can feel the loss, but the strength and resiliancy show through the most. Great writing here, with deep reflections.

[Sami Khalil]

A resonant poem of love lost either to death or separation; deep-aching phraseology to behold.
I'm glad you are stoic about it all. May you find that solace.

[Anastasia]

A deep sense of self and the other. But no amount of Chanel could mask the smell of cheats for yours truly.

[Ken Simm.]

I think what strikes me most is the female sadness and memory lighting in this lovely poem.

[Arundass TP]

Interesting lines. Enjoyed reading 👍