after the death of my lover
and nothing less, for emotions give
the mind what it needs
and cannot be without.
This honey melting in my soul
is all it wants to hold
you closer to me.
You, so weak in my arms, feel
how you glide deeper
into the abyss with the forever sands
slowly covering your shape.
I tell you that we can
still forgive one another. Remember,
how, even before meeting each other,
you were already thinking about me
and dreaming about the way
to surrender your heart.
Listen to the words abandon, fall and forget,
cry the last tears in a climax
of no return.
Say lilies, light, the flight
of white birds above the clouds,
the glow in the sky. Say autumn
in spite of the blue in your eyes. Feel
the dawn in your throat,
the honey between our shadows,
just before falling.
I wanted to leave, so I went
with a stranger. He was married.
We touched each other just to prove
we were still here. I watched the rain
entering the cracked windows.
And coming home I scrubbed myself clean,
fell onto my bed like a torch and felt
the flames gnaw through my body
until the sky was bleeding.
Poetry by Scharlie Meeuws
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Written on 2017-12-08 at 17:08
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Find me the feelings
Find me the feelingsand nothing less, for emotions give
the mind what it needs
and cannot be without.
This honey melting in my soul
is all it wants to hold
you closer to me.
You, so weak in my arms, feel
how you glide deeper
into the abyss with the forever sands
slowly covering your shape.
I tell you that we can
still forgive one another. Remember,
how, even before meeting each other,
you were already thinking about me
and dreaming about the way
to surrender your heart.
Listen to the words abandon, fall and forget,
cry the last tears in a climax
of no return.
Say lilies, light, the flight
of white birds above the clouds,
the glow in the sky. Say autumn
in spite of the blue in your eyes. Feel
the dawn in your throat,
the honey between our shadows,
just before falling.
I wanted to leave, so I went
with a stranger. He was married.
We touched each other just to prove
we were still here. I watched the rain
entering the cracked windows.
And coming home I scrubbed myself clean,
fell onto my bed like a torch and felt
the flames gnaw through my body
until the sky was bleeding.
Poetry by Scharlie Meeuws
Read 827 times
Written on 2017-12-08 at 17:08
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