deep into my life

you are so deep into my life
I don’t remember the feel of my skin alone
you are all I long for each day, your body and mine
hearts, heads, hands
all parts in between
and below
fiercely joined, not the iceberg
that sank the unsinkable
dare pierce our flesh
you and I
float on something greater
catastrophic winds hold no bearing
across our sails
the compass of our bond guides true
would a mighty mountain black out the sun
no mourning of light
or heat for that matter
need be honored

we are self-contained
a brilliant vessel of fire
striking flames on sheets
laughing with moonlight
sharing secrets in locked embraces
my entire core flowing within yours
it is for all these most magnificent reasons
I
must

leave
the union we share is too ungodly powerful
there is not a moment of air singularly mine
the intoxication of our mixing flesh
wobbles my entire body
forever in fog
not walking clearly
mist evaporating only by your presence
it’s not right
we weather any elemental affliction
together for certain
but I fear these soul libations
toxi-fying my blood
before I grow a milligram weaker
I will walk away
with both feet on the ground
back turned to you
yet

I will mourn every granule of flesh
I must dig away
to make a whole

Warrior Lashes

Warrior Lashes

this art I thought fitting for the piece, as this gal is a warrior and the person in the verse is ‘trying’ to be
though I’m truly not sure if she behaving selfishly or selflessly or cowardly

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9 thoughts on “deep into my life

  1. Beautiful work AnnMarie! Thinking of doing some writing have had a little sleeping trouble lately. Writing can tire you out. AnnMarie=Number One! woo hoo hoo woo woo hooooooo I Love The AnnMarie!

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      • Been getting decent sleep now. Was upsetting yesterday one friend I hadn’t talked to contacted me not to be friends again just get after my Bipolar prescription drugs. The first thing out of his words were asking that and then when he said he wasn’t contacting me just for that tipped me off that was in fact just for drugs. It’s sad he’s a desperate drug addict. He talks like he is still in high school. He is not a friend. I blocked his number and blocking him on facebook. Sad he hasn’t changed. Hope he gets the help he needs and gets better.

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  2. I just submitted a story to a lit journal that actually asks writers to click on which “response” a reader will likely “feel” having read their piece. If I had to click on a response for this piece I would choose “sadness” and “longing.” Perhaps I’ve misread (I’ve been known to do that on occasion.) I can see the persona is “warrorish” or trying to “be.” Whether selfish, selfless or cowardly–I’m not sure. But having sometimes been all of those things, I would say any or all responses are common to human nature and hence natural. Nice work, AM.

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    • thanks DS
      this one was a bit different for me in that I actually knew the outcome I wanted which is rare – I usually write by the seat of my pants not knowing where I’m headed
      I still can’t say how I would even asses this person’s motivations – not sure –
      am:)

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