PASSIONATE LOVE

PASSIONATE LOVE
Jessica Gleason

Quick images of films you’d never seen, and
Probably never will, flashed on the white wall
Of the apartment where our love bruised
Us like manhandled rotting peaches.

It was that floor that bound us, patches
Of bare flesh pressed against more bare flesh
With all of the naughty bits tucked away for another
Time. Your thumbs kneaded my aging muscles as I
Cooed my love into your ear, breathed it on your
Shoulders and spread it over your tattooed skin.

We were able to steal from those sneaky summer evenings.
The stink of cigarettes seeped into my slick skin
A remnant from your contemplative moments sucking the
Tobacco into your young lungs while looking up into
The nighttime suburban sky.

I’d always intended to
Sleep, but I would just watch the morning come,
Staring at your face as the shadows were exterminated by
The waking sun.

Those good nights trapped so much tenderness
Between our thighs. So much love, as those pictures
Were projected against that sterile wall.

©2012 This work is the property of the author.

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Posted on July 24, 2012, in Jessica Gleason, POETRY and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.

  1. It’s been a while since MM has published a poem by Jessica. There are two more to come, so stay tuned.

    Click hear to read her first poem on MM:
    https://misfitsmiscellany.wordpress.com/2012/04/19/my-roommate-the-whore/

  2. a feminist poem full of passion (a hauteur d’homme).

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