Love Subsists On Lust... Poem by John Tansey

Love Subsists on Lust


Like an animal, sensing your smell,
I skin sift your approach.

A concussion of air;
A draft that draws us close.

Eyes widening, my ears prick up
At your hand on the door,

Your foot in the jamb.

And as your lips purse to utter my name,
I place a finger to your mouth...

Swallowing the vowels between us,
We grow in the silence,

Like a faith;
And through such suffering, learn of love.

And, thus, love subsists on lust.



Copyright ©2007 John Thomas Tansey