Gecko Posted May 29, 2009 Share Posted May 29, 2009 How do I describe the thirst parching my essence It drains ever so slowly Sneaking through backdoors in my head Nectar, You hold the cup tenderly to my lips It tastes of sweet melancholy Who ever knew life could feel so right and so wrong Warmth flows from this paradox you hold spoken in truth from the depths flowing as a salve onto wounds I've long concealed No need to hide in shame No need to look away You are my tonic, my nectar, my love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Riverclock Posted May 29, 2009 Share Posted May 29, 2009 That is a good poem. I'm new to poetry, so I may be interpreting this incorrectly, and if so I apologize, but... Someone or thing in your life must be really helping you and making you happy, yet it seems as though this is a resolve you've came to recently, perhaps in writing this piece? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gecko Posted May 29, 2009 Author Share Posted May 29, 2009 I feel a deep rapport with this person when as we share our most painful memories... and the beautiful truth which unfolds from them. I wrote this as a result of the need to express that resolve. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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