intangible

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if i could stretch my spirit
to where you are, i would haunt you
through the door we call dreaming

but it is difficult to spin a strand of self
that far, so instead i will call you here
sculpted of shadow where i want skin

sometimes distance is distance
& sometimes longing feels a little bit like loss.
perhaps we will dream an us together,
want drawn by want to a place where desire
is answered by touch, tangible
& real as the weight of your mouth moving over mine,
the heat of your breathing.

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61 thoughts on “intangible

  1. Yes,
    Dreams are doorways
    To so many possibilities
    Some touches are ephemeral, barely felt
    But imbued with weight nonetheless
    Longing conspires with desire
    To add gravity to attraction
    To settle
    Stratified
    Below

    • Thank you, George–glad it spoke to you. Okay, you are right–should probably read “an awful lot like loss,” but took some liberties with my longing to make it more alliterative.

  2. Powerful, beautiful and sensual, all at once! all the lines are haunting, Inspired these clumsy lines below!

    your song, Susan
    floats softly like feather strokes
    flashing like the dazzle of white teeth
    on darkened Serre gums
    how such tender caresss words still cut
    like a sharp serrated knife,
    piercing deep, stroking and stoking
    is the paradox of a song
    that blows, glows, warms and melts
    all at once, four as once

  3. “want drawn by want” – wow!
    “I will call you here sculpted of shadow where I want skin” – wow wow!
    “desire is answered by touch, tangible” wow wow wow
    Just when you think you have read the best from her, another masterpiece emerges, As they say back home before winners such as this one, “carry go, Na you biko”!

  4. Reblogged this on visionvoiceandviews and commented:

    Beautiful poetry by Susan. A must read! Prompted this clumsy reaction – your song, Susan
    floats softly like feather strokes
    flashing like the dazzle of white teeth
    on darkened Serre gums
    how such tender caresss words still cut
    like a sharp serrated knife,
    piercing deep, stroking and stoking
    is the paradox of a song
    that blows, glows, warms and melts
    all at once, four as once

  5. So much goodness in this piece Susan!

    I could just fall into:

    “instead i will call you here
    sculpted of shadow where i want skin

    sometimes distance is distance
    & sometimes longing feels a little bit like loss.
    perhaps we will dream an us together,”

    …and be happy for a long time!! Just lovely and brilliant!

  6. nice…your desire and longing are tangible in this…really nicely spun…and felt…if only we could stretch ourselves that far…love the initmacy of the closure as well…smiles.

  7. poemsofhateandhope

    Longing and unrequited love? An emotional but warming poem…really liked the way ou moused the kisses with ‘weight’…just placed real emphasis and focus….strong write Susan

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