Pursed lips hold back the sounds
Syllables, consonants, vowels
Trying to vocalize what feeling
Is:
Heartbeats faster and faster
Skin silky
hands touching
arms, back, face.
Eyes closed
Lips form the first idea
“wel”
too much to see you
for the first time in
too long
remembering the this and that of you
back of tongue strikes roof
mouth
“welc”
tears gather, fall
Eyes and lips close
together
“Mmmmm”
Feet barely touching the ground any longer.
“Welcome”
here again…back.
I won’t let go, you are safe with me.
“Home.”
3 comments:
Is it because you're my friend that all your stuff seems so genuinely filled with emotion?
You either write like I would write or like I wish I could write. And either way it impresses the hell out of me.
the "this and that of you"
Isn't that from an e.e. cummings poem?
It's a reference to "I like my body when it is with your body" by E.E. Cummings, yes.
I'm glad you're reading, but just curious--who are you?
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