SPC {blue-2}

Even after everything we've lost in this life,
things we let go of without realizing
we should have held on, things that slipped away
when we turned our backs, even after all we've lost
has piled up like laundry that needs to be done,
there are still some things we've managed
to salvage, things that hold us when we forget
and loosen our tight grasp---
the way your body fits mine like a faded pair
of blue jeans, traces of your scent still
on my skin well into my day, that spot
under your right shoulder blade I've claimed
as my own and press my lips into whenever you
begin to doubt you deserve this love, whenever
you start to fear you've given yourself away until
there's nothing left for me, there's still that one
small spot with my name on it which I take gently
into my lips like the bread of life.  There's still my arms
wrapped around your chest, my chin resting
on your shoulder, the palm of your hand
against my cheek, my lips finding the soft spot
above your wrist, the muscles of your body
limp in my hands.  There are still these things
we have of each other, well worn and broken in,
as familiar frayed denim.

Comments

[littlepurplecow]

Beautiful image. Found you at SPC.

[Nita]

Wonderful post. I loved the comparisions..
There are things we don't lose, and that is worth everything. Memories.. xoxo nita

[gkgirl]

michelle.
wow.

that was...
wow.

and i love the picture, too...
:)

[jenica]

so sweet.

and the pic, took my breath away. you have a way with me. hehe

[darlene]

this is so incredibly beautiful ... *swoon*

[ruby]

beautiful...

[Bethany]

What a stunningly perfect description of comfortable love... I'm still smiling inside at the thought.

[bella]

These beautiful words remind me that I have someone that fits me like second skin too.

[Frankie]

What a beautiful and moving love letter! I revel in these testaments of love, of friendship. Thank you for giving me faith in such things!