Eliza Kowalski

See No, Hear No - Poem by Eliza Kowalski

I wish I knew your scent
And held it safe for when worse memories were made;
But I dared not even breath in your prescence
And feared more that you could hear the
Screaming palpitations beneath my breasts.

I can imagine it.

How I know your touch,
though briefly,
Assists me in such fantasies -
Of discovering the senses we failed to explore;
Although sight alone carried extremes
I was unaware of,
And your spiels chiselled lines in to my mind
Like prose.

Though blinded from your image,
Through actions I would
Never question,
Intensities that before existed solely in my mind
Are now forever, pinned to you.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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