November 8, 2011

dam moon, i Love you




...

he stood at the door of my soul
not able to knock
but unwilling to leave
a paper poem nervously held his heart together

i watched him
til the moon fell down
and then when the sun stood up
i thought he would walk away

so i did my part
and opened the door
he tried to capture me with his eyes
as i caught him with the scent of my skin

i was his, i was his moonblossom
crushed by the tenderness of his hands
only he hadnt realized
just how hard he had loved me

we held eachother tight
like a statue painted with flesh
and when the sunrays stopped
so did we

and... now when i daydream
i fill my mind with the moon
to wrap myself in a memory
i forgot to never remember

...

['MoonAndSun' pix by Jen_Beans]
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12 comments:

  1. Brian MillerNovember 8, 2011 at 3:30 PM

    nice dance to this...the memories i forgot to remember eh? a moment of something, maybe special but then slipped through the fingers...

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  2. AnonymousNovember 8, 2011 at 3:34 PM

    ohhh yes...been there honey! great piece here. truly enjoyed reading. love your heart and passion. keep penning!

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  3. Pat HattNovember 8, 2011 at 5:23 PM

    Those memories we forget to remember sometimes are the best ones, great verse.

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  4. hedgewitchNovember 8, 2011 at 8:27 PM

    I love the first stanza, and the statue painted with flesh. Sensual and vivid piece.

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  5. Shashidhar SharmaNovember 9, 2011 at 2:44 AM

    Oh I liked the reference of the moon to the animal that is within.. specially the lines...
    "he tried to capture me with his eyes
    as i caught him with the scent of my skin"

    Enjoyed reading it all... thanks for sharing...

    Shashi
    ॐ नमः शिवाय
    Om Namah Shivaya
    http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-tears-in-rain.html

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  6. MartinNovember 9, 2011 at 3:27 AM

    Really beautiful. "to wrap myself in a memory" - what a line.

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  7. Yousei HimeNovember 9, 2011 at 8:09 AM

    I like the poem and am captivated by the connected art. It adds an aggression to the whole interaction.

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  8. Mark ButkusNovember 9, 2011 at 9:06 AM

    Nice poem, well done.

    Cheers,

    Mark Butkus

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  9. Jess PJNovember 9, 2011 at 9:31 AM

    that last line is amazing. very well done.

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  10. Virginia RobertNovember 9, 2011 at 11:28 AM

    A paper poem nervously held his heart together...great line! Nice poem!

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  11. ayalaNovember 9, 2011 at 8:37 PM

    Nice lines here...and... now when i daydream
    i fill my mind with the moon
    to wrap myself in a memory
    i forgot to never remember
    :)

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  12. Pat-Mather Brown Gordon-ceton November 11, 2011 at 3:19 PM

    very enjoyable.

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