March 22, 2007
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WHOLLYSo easy to get caught up
So easy to let go
of the connection to the emotional
So easy to concentrate
on slaking the consuming hunger
and letting everything else
get set aside
and ignored
in order to reach that apex
to feel that physical overflow within,
shooting into a thousand tingling, sparkling glittersSo easy to make yourself forget
that there is so much more…Then
to be reminded
and to be shown
intimately
that what you mentally try to cut off
what you try to ignore about yourself
and what you try to throw awayactually shouldn’t be discarded
because you are wholly cherished
and completely hungered after
and all of you is believed to be
totally beautiful.Who, me?
You ask…And the nodded reply
unexpectedly reveals thatAll that sex
was really
all that loveand you find yourself
humbled …
melted into a sodden
puddle of tearsof confused disbelief
and
uncomprehending awe.Wholly Loved.
© drc 2007
Comments (3)
Very gratifying poem. Usually we don’t recognize how important love, touch or even complacency is until it is gone. We may know it in the periphery of our mind, but we don’t really ‘grok’ it. I envy you.
A starkly beautiful poem. I stand in awe!!
that is a wonderful poem. I’m happy to say that I’m feeling and living that poem now and plan to hang on to it. I wish I would have written it.