I'm Back and ready to Go
I have been in a love yet "pushing away" kind of mood lately. So I wrote this in rememberance of this mood. (I'm trying a new thing where I make a memory by "preserving" that mood of that moment in a poem.) So here's to preservation:
Living as an echo
Of the love I’d die
To give you.
It seems I’m being drawn away
By your silence,
Yet held tight in your arms.
Light burns to dusk
Shaking my bones
Inside the twisted box you made me.
I’m bouncing off my own walls
And never getting through,
Through to your embrace.
Again.
I swore you off,
And yet like going cold turkey
You’re all I want back.
Never close enough
And always too far away.
A head on my shoulder
Becomes a burn as
The darkness between
Singes me.
To you I seem to be
But a call into an empty canyon.
An echo that pleases your ear,
But is gone the next.
I remain bittersweet.
Labels: bittersweet, echo, love, preservation
