Echoes of My Love
I need you,
my words echo in the distance,
into an abyss of darkness-
Your eyes sparkled and I spoke with my fingers.
Your touch, it held me...
my words you grasp.
I need you,
my words were deep seeded
in reminiscence into a chasm of nullity.
Your fever broke and I awoke with you by my side.
Your lips, they held me...
my verses you comprehend.
Humanity resists with adherence,
yet you show discern for my complicated mind-
Your mouth without guile,
your hands toil to eternity to provide our daily bread.
You curl your grace around my spine,
the heavens fall and tremble at my feet.
I need not anticipation of tomorrow
as my sorrow is bloodstained and
I am reborn.
Does this love even make sense?
There are too many metaphors to disentangle-
too many syllables to count.
For the comfort of my skin against yours
outweighs any fallacies we may encounter.
Your Favourite Free Verse Poem From October 2017
or November 2017 Poetry Contest
Julia Ward
November 1, 2017
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