spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
This hurts, my lover
I want so much to be in your arms
To have you hold me
Stroke my hair
Ease the torment of my disease
To have you look into my eyes
And for once, for even a moment
The agony would relent
All the pasts forgotten, forgiven
My spirit freed
That ache in my body
My sickness wouldn’t define me
It would be you
Your hands and your lips
Your words and your arms
They would rewrite who I am
This blackness that eats away at me
Devours my body, my soul
Would play the lesser part
Your magic would weave around me
A spell unmoving
And though my flesh continues
To whither and fade
Your love would hold my soul together
Bound with yours
To my last dying breath
If only I was in your arms today
tara caribou | ©2019
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So very good Tara.
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Thank you so much.
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Very romantic
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Oh! Thank you so much!
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I loved it 🙂
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that’s pretty amazing Tara, that kind of loneliness aches at your soul.
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Thank you for your kind words. I’m glad you liked it.
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I liked the words, the feelings of loneliness you inspire are harder to like.
I hope you’re not lonely.
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In a way, I am very lonely (regarding love). But in a way, I’m not, I do have a few friends, mostly long distance, which is okay too.
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Long distance is ok… but leaves its aching too
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Absolutely.
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Have you found many friends from here?
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I have found a couple very good friends… or rather, they found me. And a few…. more than acquaintances but not quite friends? I’m very particular about who I count as a friend, I suppose.
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There’s nothing wrong with that. You have to be careful.
Who knows, maybe one day we could be friends? 😉
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Maybe! I know I like your writing (or I wouldn’t follow you). I’m funny that way.
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I know you like my writing too. I like your writing and your mind, you have an amazing imagination.
Nothing funny about that, you like what you like.
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This is true. I live a bit too much in fantasy, I fear.
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If you can why not? 😉
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OH God, so full of poignant pain, love, and longing.
So agonizingly brilliant.
❤❤❤
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Thank you Jack. I really appreciate the comment. 💕
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My comment does not do justice to your poem ❤
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Well thank you Jack…. it meant the world to me.
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This is hearbreakingly beautiful……your writing is so piercing sometimes I feel like I am both looking away and reading at the same time. You put into words feelings that are almost ineffable.
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ohmygoodness thank you for saying this. I am touched beyond words. 💕
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The accepting craving to be accepted.
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Very much so.
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You really captured something for me here. It’s beautiful.
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Thank you so much for reading. And commenting. I’m so pleased you were touched.
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Truly, I was. You’re welcome.
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Beautifully heartfelt! Such wistful gut-wrenching poetry ❤
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Thank you Tom. Your comments are always heart-warming.
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Beautiful poetry Tara
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Thanks Jude.
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Very passionate, much like all your work which; for me, is the pull. I love the reapportion of diseases and physical pain to that of emotional distress. Excellent piece..though i hope the pain subsides!
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Yes, that’s it exactly. Thanks so much Mark.
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Beautifully written, so deeply poignant, Tara.
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Thanks for reading and the nice comment, Marta.
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You are welcome most kindly, Tara. You are an excellent writer. It is always a pleasure to read your posts when I have time.
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It’s so melancholy and beautiful, Tara.
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Thank you Rob.
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