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One-Point Perspective
I saw him dancing among the trees
I reached towards his hand with the length of my arm
I caressed his fingertips
I felt the pull of masculine build
I drew into his orbit.
I felt his gravity upon my light body
I laid him down and rested his head on my lap
I took an apple from the tree and fed it to his hungry lips.
I grow old.
I saw his skin prune as my own
I grabbed an apple from the tree beside me
I fed it to him
I saw even natures nourishment could not save him
I felt his spirit leave him.
I buried him.
I let him go.
I am alone.
I reached towards his hand with the length of my arm
I caressed his fingertips
I felt the pull of masculine build
I drew into his orbit.
I felt his gravity upon my light body
I laid him down and rested his head on my lap
I took an apple from the tree and fed it to his hungry lips.
I grow old.
I saw his skin prune as my own
I grabbed an apple from the tree beside me
I fed it to him
I saw even natures nourishment could not save him
I felt his spirit leave him.
I buried him.
I let him go.
I am alone.
Published 18th May 2015
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18th May 2015 7:26pm
Reply to "One-Point Perspective"
A poem within a riddle,
I am glad not to be alone.
Yours happily Infernus.
A poem within a riddle,
I am glad not to be alone.
Yours happily Infernus.
Anonymous
19th May 2015 3:59am
"So what am I?" came to my mind as I read this piece and prior to reading Infernus's comment. I, too, found this to be a riddle. . .Perhaps you were the tree on the outside and on the inside. . .xoxo, Devlin;)
19th May 2015 11:50am
That is a good question you ask, "What am I?" Thank you for reading and commenting :)
19th May 2015 4:08pm
It always ends with letting go - a poem about I without ego - well crafted and enjoyed
19th May 2015 5:14pm
Interesting perspective! I like how you saw this. Thanks for reading and commenting.
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15th Jul 2015 8:01am
! ..I can't take anymore, you're killing me.
Now there will not be any mental quietness for me. You've unknotted some tangles inside, while creating a few more.
You are amazing.
Now there will not be any mental quietness for me. You've unknotted some tangles inside, while creating a few more.
You are amazing.
15th Jul 2015 5:59pm
Why thank you! I am humbled by your comment. I aim to please, but seems I hit the spot on this one. Untangling knots perfectly describes the process into becoming your own being.
