Longing

As the summer slides
from my hips to my thighs
I cannot tear myself from thoughts
of your wild-cat eyes.

How your hands would caress
with such deftness and
exactness
traversing my 
buttresses and valleys
as one who has known a land 
since 
before memory began
not a step 
mislaid
you find my secretive
sun-filled glades
bring forth lakes
where once there were none
til the whole mountainside
crumbles and trembles.

I was trying to remember
the first time I said
I love you.
Humidity and a summer night
and sweat of bodies
pressing together
ecstacy taking flight
opening up every pore of pleasure
every tingling
sensual receptor.
My reserves of sadness
a sea-glass jar of tears
shattered on the rocks.
I wanted to be carried away on 
that tide of yours
so I clung to you
asked you never to leave me.

If my words are playful
yours are masterful
you take dun threads of reality
and spin phantom worlds
that I want hide inside
flee from the mundanity
that we both despise
you're a composite 
of contradictions
somehow there's truth
in your lies.

How to not be together?
When we're quantum particles
and one's actions affect the other
even at a distance that
only the light of the most distant star
can traverse.
No one can explain this poetry of physics:
how when you stub out your cigarette
at the polar end of the city
the cold ash comes to settle on my heart;
how as your eyes close
I fall asleep, 
and dream of you
and when the hot core of your doomed star
burns out
not a spark of your energy will disappear
but will elide into other forms
maybe I've already had my 
fair share of your light
lending my moon 
its sensual glow

Why can't I let you go?







Published by artemisbronstein

recluse poet feminist marxist

11 thoughts on “Longing

    1. Sometimes I doubt myself and whether my writing is any good at all so it’s really nice to read your comment. I think longing for someone you can’t have is something a lot of people can relate to, so I’ve tried to accept that feeling and express it, instead of feeling upset or annoyed with myself for having these thoughts.

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  1. I accidentally commented on the wrong post earlier. Apologies for that. I like this, it’s really well-written. I lack the emotional depth to evaluate it, but it was pleasant to read.

    Like

  2. The way you have managed to make an admixture of sensuality from the flesh, the natural environment and the base materials of the world is supremely elegant. This is an excellent poem…the ending brings everything down to the raw core of the sweet pain of longing.

    You have to keep writing, you clearly have the talent.

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