I want to sleep inside you,
Beneath the folds of your flesh
And the burrows of your breath,
Where your soul meets your skin
And you become what you are.
This is not idle lover's chatter:
I want to be consumed by you,
Subsumed by the idea of you
To grind my fault lines against yours
Until we become tectonically one,
Inseparable and indistinct,
And the passion of our lips sparking
Off each other's tongues
Welds us into the quiet,
Where our heart beats
Like hummingbird wings.
Comments
Apr 5 2009
another one of those where you've captured something i've longed to be able to say myself - that is poetry
Apr 5 2009
You've once again captured the essence of an almost undefiniable emotion. Bravo!
Apr 9 2009
Unique idea, I enjoy the play with scientific terminology, speaking of faults, folds, and tectonic activity.
However, using the word "tectonically" makes it sound too scientific, which gives the piece a more remote and removed feeling which jars painfully with the passionate and intimate tone you had been setting.
While I do love the overall piece, as well as the idea of making love sound very earthy and warm, the mention of hummingbirds towards the end breaks the mood a little. Maybe using another Earth metaphor there would actually make it a tighter and more powerful piece.
Oct 30 2009
I disagree with Diana, but I also have a sizable fetish for scientific words and concepts, so.
I would also very much disagree with Diana about the use of the word 'tectonically' here. While the distancing effect may not be the primary intent in the use of the word here, the shape and texture of it fit so wonderfully well that I would think it worthy for simply those reasons.
The fact that it can serve as a climactic point in the flow of the poem gives us an additional use for the jarring effect of juxtaposing a sharp-sounding technical word at just that point, underscoring and emphasizing that pinnacle point where the idea of two seeking to join becomes one joined.
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