and saw veins & muscles & cells
of nameless people, unwrapped tissues
pulsing with blood & fats & dirty water-
i cast my eyes down from this sight,
for i was not ready to see beneath the skin
colored of ink & stories, i hid from everyone
as if i was a freak, too sensitive, too pained to see the aches-
i harmed myself until you knocked at my door
& suddenly i see you - bare of clothes & words - the pupils
of your eyes dilated with concern,
heartbeat ticking madly along your neck like rushing waves
gathered close, i blush to see your passion
growing and the sweat dripping on the floor
your bones are softer than i thought,
your pelvic on mine, an exquisite canvas
as you kiss me close, all my pores and glands,
open & beat to your overture, your tongue
maps a trail on my palm, speaking in a language I know -
inviting as a morning dawn
i finally see my arm, wrist and hand now,
a tree stem, carpal bones and phalanges
reaching for you, iridescent as a butterfly,
the core of you, even more beautiful than before
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Beauty is everywhere - Hosted by Fred R. ~ Thanks for the visit ~
picture credit: Adam Martinakis
I really love the contrast between bones and flesh and the tenderness of love. That's beauty for sure.
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Thank you Bjorn ~ Smiles ~
Deletefascinating piece...its not an easy thing to see inside others and esp not to make a judgement on what we see...love the intimacy of the one that comes...seeing their passion and how that affects you as well...the maps on the arm....really a lovely magical piece grace...
ReplyDeleteawesome piece Grace. Love the anatomical aspects to the piece, really sets an incredible mood throughout. Looking beneath and into others and in that respect life itself is difficult yet we do and because of that the beauty is found. Beautiful write. thanks
ReplyDeletethat reminds me of the little prince who said we only see good with our heart...love how you captured the looking beyond the visible into the things that we only can feel and the opening up to the other's touch as well
ReplyDeletea great journey you took in your poem... i love happy endings... ;)
ReplyDeletebeautiful - as always, Grace.
Love uniting in the emotional and physical...no greater beauty for mere mortals, I think. Wonderful from the first to the last, Grace.
ReplyDeleteHow beautiful to take the dissected reality of the body and contrast/merge it with the beauty of human love. Although I find such incredible beauty in the whole mystery of the body (except for when I had to watch autopsies in nursing school)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful as usual Grace, I adoe the photo and the lyrics seem like an amazing prompt for that.
ReplyDeletelots of lovely poetical images
ReplyDeleteI, too, like the vivid contrasts... so beautiful.
ReplyDeleteI agree great job on the contrasts and imagery.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful write.... Vivid imagery, soft and sensual... A very creative piece Heaven...
ReplyDeleteI like the creative contrast from
ReplyDeletethe first moving to the human form.
Creative and well done. Pic fits.
you sure went deep into the human body today, in a beautiful way. Although that pic can be kinda creepy too, zombies ate them dry? lol
ReplyDeleteSuch vulnerability you express! Thank you; it's beautiful.
ReplyDeleteTrue, there is a lot of beauty beneath the surface. Not too many would be able to love or be loved if they only focused on surface beauty.
ReplyDeleteYou write with so much vulnerability and passion, Grace. :-) Wonderful.
~Imelda
You amaze me Grace with the suppleness of words you choose for an emotion. Fantastic!
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ReplyDeleteGrace you've done wonders with the contrasts here.
ReplyDeleteWOW!! I am breathing deeper after holding my breath and then hyperventilating. Your poem exercised me to link the beauty of bones (covered in life) with the grace of passion.
ReplyDeleteI am learning that the beauty of aging hands does not come without pain.
your bones are softer than i thought,
ReplyDeleteyour pelvic on mine, an exquisite canvas
as you kiss me close, all my pores and glands,
open & beat to your overture, your tongue
Sensuously beautiful it cannot be any better. Great imagery and word choice ,Grace!
Hank
Beautifully handled. Exquisite.
ReplyDeleteGrace, I like the anatomical side in your poem...and sense of humor, sprinkle from there for me...
ReplyDeleteBeauty is everywhere, indeed.
ReplyDelete(Blossom formerly Dolce Mela) :-)
Grace,
ReplyDeleteBeauty disclosed under the layers of human flesh..what is left is a naked soul..nothing to hide.
an exotic read Grace - sublime - thank you
ReplyDeletecolored of ink & stories, i hid from everyone
ReplyDeleteas if i was a freak, too sensitive, too pained to see the aches-
i harmed myself until you knocked at my door
This is so much more than a passion poem ... it is about accepting oneself, I think ... although it seems it comes through the eyes of another -
Wow! I felt every word of this.
ReplyDeleteopened my eyes
ReplyDeleteand saw veins & muscles & cells
of nameless people
one of the finest from you :)
loved every line of it !!