Dedicated to T and G who listened and accepted each others invitation.
"Hear Me"
“This is not about you. It is me.”
Broken words filled with pain I can’t see or touch,
wrapped around my own heart.
"I know!” Let me reach you.
You're the male half of our soul.
When you hurt, I ache; like twins joined at spirit.
What can I do? What tools are left?
Together, I could embrace your uncertainty - tell you I love you.
I could let you close the door, knowing you would open it,
and when ready, walk to me, asking me to lay with you.
From so far away...
I can only plead and wait.
Plead, for you to allow me to reach you.
Wait, for this little piece of magic that is you.
Come to me on waves you cannot see.
From so far away...
With clouded emotions I let great bards fill my ears;
hoping their guitars, fiddles, rhythms and lyrics pull me aside,
giving me strength, granting you the room you desire.
As I bring words to pages, I beg my heart to back away.
And yet, I only feel your torment and confusion;
hanging heavy - occasionally cutting deep.
It pushes into me.
I try to hold it gently; gently enough to feel
my arms letting you relax your tired body against mine.
Hear my heart beating for you.
With each throb echoes the tenor of my voice...
tension
so you'll
feel each
breath with
every
exhale.
The muscles of your body lengthen - soften.
Hear my heart beating for you.
For you.
For you.
For you.
Each time you take a breath; feel me breathe with you. You're not alone.
Sometimes at night,
while falling asleep in an empty bed,
I imagine my body tucked perfectly into yours.
Our bones rest gently on each other; never in discomfort.
Instead my body bends,
fitting yours, as if we grew in womb together,
knowing each other since creation.
Breathing slowly, I exhale,
and imagine you inhaling me.
Upon my inhale, your exhale fills me.
Our bodies move in unison with every breath.
We expand into each other,
filling the remaining spaces - I am not alone.
We are not alone.
Vision obscured with tears,
threatening to escape down my cheeks.
I know they're falling down yours,
maybe unseen, but they're there.
If I were closer I wouldn't let you close the door.
I would draw the shades,
put fresh sheets on the bed,
light a candle,
turn-off the lights,
and without words, lead you back to me.
I would close your eyes with my fingertips,
and remove your clothes.
Finally!
Naked before you, allow me to sing my song without words.
"Let Me"
Close your eyes -
You do not need to see me to feel me.
Let me lay you down.
Let me find your hidden bruises.
I will have to tear into you to reach them but trust me.
Close your eyes -
Let me become the mother that should have loved you harder,
held you closer and screamed louder for you.
Close your eyes -
Let me show you stronger sisters you deserved; blood being thicker than water.
Close your eyes -
Through me see your strength.
You're a strong man.
Let me give you that understanding.
Sometimes your strength should frighten you.
Close your eyes -
Let me find the shadows of forbidden things done to you.
Things which are unspoken, yet I know exist.
Let me uncover those things you've done to others.
Show me these dark places.
Close your eyes -
It will hurt, but with salt, saliva and my song, you can release with me.
Close your eyes -
I will close my eyes with you.
I will mirror your soul while seeing mine.
Close your eyes -
Feel us.
Remember how it feels
when two destined people - find each other.
Please don't forget.
Close your eyes -
Let me return your god to you.
Atheist on your surface,
yet your spiritual connections run deep in our veins,
calling out to me, as if summoning me.
Close your eyes!
Feel what happens when that image becomes a woman’s face - this woman’s face.
Let me!
"Into Me"
Exhale, inhale - breathe into me.
Take my breath.
Give to me your misery.
Take my mind.
Exhale, inhale - breathe into me.
Take my soul.
"Before You"
I give myself to you.
I am here for you.
I've always been with you;
from the day I was born - possibly before.
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Comments: 36
Holy crap! This piece just lights me up! Where in the hell did this come from?
This poem is sooooo intimate and "real". Whomever T and G are, they are two VERY lucky people to have listened and took the time to understand that this kind of connection doesn't come around very often.
Three Parts me - 1 Part You? Hmmmmmmm? Sounds like a recipe for one really great relationship!
So much pleading and need to be understood in such profound ways here. The heartbeat and the breathing were done masterfully. I could feel these people and their want/need for each other. I could feel their pain as well.
I also like the way this piece blends a certain level of spirituality in the last stanza. It gives it an eternal feel to it.
This is just stunning writing from beginning to end! Keep working that craft, Britches!
The plea for acknowledgment of the quality of the very special relationship that exists, is key here. There is a real need for understanding and to make sure to not turn away from each other. That need and want can be very painful at times. Yes, my "muses" are lucky to have found that relationship. I hope they understand it too and are careful too.
Thanks Kowboy! I will keep working, I promise!
I found Let Me to be the strongest portion. I enjoyed the rhythm that the refrain offered. The one caution to that, though, is that that it is a long piece to have so frequent a refrain. The part Before Me didn't seem to add anything new to the collection. I really liked:
Let me find the shadows of forbidden things done to you.
Things which are unspoken, yet I know exist.
Let me uncover those things you've done to others.
Show me these dark places.
Close your eyes -
It will hurt, but with salt, saliva and my song, you can release with me.
Particularly that the sense of the first two pieces were gritty. Real images, real actions.
Thank you for your critique. It is a long piece, I have never written one so long before. I will look at that part again and see how it reads pared down a bit. I appreciate your comments a lot. I am glad you like the above part. I do too. And I agree the first two pieces are the "real story".
I look forward to checking out your writing as well and getting to know you better.
Thank you for reading. The need is great for both the individuals in this poem.
I thank Cowboy for letting me know you're here. This is an amazing write -- I understand what you speak of and the need and ability to heal...because a lot of times it works. You write of what you know, don't you?
Wonderful and yes, it made me cry.
Marilyn
...yes Marilyn, I am an emotional, intuitive writer who uses her own emotions but also pulls from many different muses. I think the best writers are those that are observant and intuitive to themselves and their surroundings. I am striving to use those skills and apply them towards my writing.
I am thankful Kowboy let you know I am here as well. Please read some of my other posts and I look forward to reading your work and getting to know you better. Thank you for your comments.