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Smother down
You sad-text me when we are apart.
Your loneliness floods my screen in imagery red and blue, from within the two-dimensional land typically reserved for black and white.
My light, airy way of loving meets the weight of your deep, heavy love each time we find ourselves distanced one from the other.
We talk about the contrast in polite pastels... And yet...
Each comment summons the same blackout feeling I get when head deep, working your cock from underneath the thick down comforter. I'm warm. I love it.
And I can't breathe.
When you sense my color rise, you ask what it is I want from you.
Surround me, smother me when we break from apartness. Make us come hard, see black, as we suffocate in all dimensions.
Exactly how we both like it.
Then breathe in and live fully the rich tapestry of our apartness. Seek solace in internal conversations, in your own skilled hand, as I in mine.
R.
Your loneliness floods my screen in imagery red and blue, from within the two-dimensional land typically reserved for black and white.
My light, airy way of loving meets the weight of your deep, heavy love each time we find ourselves distanced one from the other.
We talk about the contrast in polite pastels... And yet...
Each comment summons the same blackout feeling I get when head deep, working your cock from underneath the thick down comforter. I'm warm. I love it.
And I can't breathe.
When you sense my color rise, you ask what it is I want from you.
Surround me, smother me when we break from apartness. Make us come hard, see black, as we suffocate in all dimensions.
Exactly how we both like it.
Then breathe in and live fully the rich tapestry of our apartness. Seek solace in internal conversations, in your own skilled hand, as I in mine.
R.
Published 25th Feb 2018
Author's Note
Current state is so much more difficult to put to ink than the one in the rear-view mirror.
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Anonymous
25th Feb 2018 11:58am
This has the 'wow' factor. I find being apart from a lover is merely a state of mind, geography is solely 9 words.
25th Feb 2018 6:49pm
Thank you...:) I am reading one of my favorite poets, David Whyte currently. In his book, 'The 3 Marriages', he argues that the key to happy coupling is doing the apart thing well. And is recently divorced...
25th Feb 2018 5:59pm
Excellent writing.
"Your loneliness floods my screen in imagery red and blue,"- this makes me think of the home screen of a dvd waiting to be played,with song or cursor bouncing until something is clicked.
"My light, airy way of loving meets the weight of your deep, heavy love each time we find ourselves distanced one from the other. " -sepia photos,so heavy are arms can barley hold them up the feelings hit us so hard.rushing back like tsunamis.
i love pastel, oil pastel sets from art class took me everywhere.a busy cityscape with a rod that leads right out of town.
oh ,this turned to sexy time real fast lol. fresh clean down comforter blankets wrapping over and over in gratification.
peaking pleasure as pausing for the "i never want to do anything else than this ever again" climax.
you couldn't have picked a more perfect word to describe this other than solace.
great Love poem Rachelleundrgrd
"Your loneliness floods my screen in imagery red and blue,"- this makes me think of the home screen of a dvd waiting to be played,with song or cursor bouncing until something is clicked.
"My light, airy way of loving meets the weight of your deep, heavy love each time we find ourselves distanced one from the other. " -sepia photos,so heavy are arms can barley hold them up the feelings hit us so hard.rushing back like tsunamis.
i love pastel, oil pastel sets from art class took me everywhere.a busy cityscape with a rod that leads right out of town.
oh ,this turned to sexy time real fast lol. fresh clean down comforter blankets wrapping over and over in gratification.
peaking pleasure as pausing for the "i never want to do anything else than this ever again" climax.
you couldn't have picked a more perfect word to describe this other than solace.
great Love poem Rachelleundrgrd
25th Feb 2018 6:59pm
Thank you... struggled with getting this one to ink, as I always do when in the thick of living of it.....
Heavy, rich sepia photos...
The painters rod leading straight out of town...
I love both of these powerful visual commentaries...
Heavy, rich sepia photos...
The painters rod leading straight out of town...
I love both of these powerful visual commentaries...
26th Feb 2018 3:18pm
My light, airy way of loving meets the weight of your deep, heavy love each time we find ourselves distanced one from the other.
This reminds me of astrological signs, i.e. - air/light = Gemini/ Aquarius/Libra, deep/heavy = water ( emotion ), such as Scorpio/Cancer/ Pisces. An excellent combo balance of thought and feeling.
Separation is essential for continuation, just as oxygen is to fire for it to burn. There's a lovely quote about absence between lovers enflaming the great and extinguishing the poor. I've found that to be very true.
But my favorite is Gibran,
"Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow."
Even water is inundated with oxygen.
I've just read your entire catalogue and must say I enjoyed them all! What a great addition to DUP!
This reminds me of astrological signs, i.e. - air/light = Gemini/ Aquarius/Libra, deep/heavy = water ( emotion ), such as Scorpio/Cancer/ Pisces. An excellent combo balance of thought and feeling.
Separation is essential for continuation, just as oxygen is to fire for it to burn. There's a lovely quote about absence between lovers enflaming the great and extinguishing the poor. I've found that to be very true.
But my favorite is Gibran,
"Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow."
Even water is inundated with oxygen.
I've just read your entire catalogue and must say I enjoyed them all! What a great addition to DUP!
27th Feb 2018 4:26pm
I love the visual poetry of two pillars of a temple... two strong individual pieces creating a sacred space together.
Thank you for the warm welcome-I am excited to have found this community!
Thank you for the warm welcome-I am excited to have found this community!
Anonymous
26th Feb 2018 5:01pm
I really enjoyed this. It's so real and human and brilliantly descriptive.
So happy I popped in to read.
So happy I popped in to read.
27th Feb 2018 4:29pm
