Mad Love
your skin’s touch
your hair’s feel
incite desire
excite the night
climb up my
spine
behind my eyes
bone tingle
frisson
fission
when I’m scared
you enter inside
comfort floating
silent smiles
you destroy
my void
fight
my pain
remove
my loneliness
two flaws
inside a diamond
hidden in the ocean
eyes flashing
time collapsing
we’ll hide in
a cape made of night
take up residence
in the upper sky
hide behind
the rotating moon
then travel
silently
safely
home
Peter Marra lives in Williamsburg Brooklyn. Among his influences are Tristan Tzara, Paul Eluard, Edgar Allan Poe, Russ Meyer, and Roger Corman. He has either been published in or has work forthcoming in Caper Literary Journal, amphibi.us, Yes Poetry, Maintenant 4, Beatnik, Crash, Danse Macabre, Clutching At Straws O Sweet Flowery Roses, Breadcrumb Scabs and Calliope Nerve.
ooooooh....I like this one. Though I am a fan of things dark (and to me your writing teeters in that - not negative - space) this one is sensual and lighter, same vivid sense you write with but the chords are different. Longing and love.
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I agree; I thought this a beautiful & sensual poem!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Leslie. Yes, I often try to balance between light and dark. Sometimes I concentrate on the good things.
ReplyDeleteThank you Michael!
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