Love poems. 2

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair


Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.



Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.



Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,


because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander mazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?

Pablo Neruda

Love poems. 1

My finger traces clumsily, where are your lips? I hear

a definite strength

the voice

I cannot taste.

Respectfully do you restrain your arms?

Spectacles to watch the wordings of my eyes

Take them off, please.

I am walking, blind

Stumbling.

In the small of my back your hand

pressed protecting me

Up stairs footsteps

We were the hours that passed

I was consumed with your scent so I

stayed. Selfishly

Smelling you.

Long ago you called me Yours.

My ears, bitten, burning

I surrender and submit

because

you gave yourself

first

to me, o lover

& pursuer

The Anointing

Behold: woman
Behold: woman of the city

Utility
Utility of her tears

When she poured out the perfume
The aroma filled the room
Tell the story and
Feel the fumes

She won't owe Him
She won't owe Him anymore
Her largest debt
Her largest debt was paid for

In her heart He folded
The written contract of mercy
To use the gasp of the wound
Completion will ensue

And,
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more
Her sin was no more

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replacing 14.

wound


She was the newest employee
recognised the imbalance of power
Between her and the higher
the abuse inexcusable

She advocated on behalf of herself.
she had to
Suddenly all came forward
disclosed the length

Of her put-downs
treated as subordinates
As lowly
she was confronted eventually

Threw her keys
left
With four minutes notice
withheld all knowledge

Do we put it to
Selfishness?
Immaturity?
Insecurity: the fruit of the deeper cuts

~

Wherever you are
I hope you heal
It was not ok to treat us like that
But I understood why you did.
I am praying for you
I hope you are ok.