L.B. Temuco

Rookie - 382 Points (01-04-2009)

The Eve Of Swans - Poem by L.B. Temuco

This is so wretched
the love I give
and take back
the lascerations of absence
the dark estate of forbiddance
We guessed, we wept for a long time
for deliverance
We can never actually say love
We stop knowing separation
There is no room to explode
There is never enough
never enough visibility
We tremble against the rhythm
of ourselves
We love unaided and abandoned
We do not deserve to be
waiting for nothing
Are we not worthy sometimes
of instant things
inside each other
the accident of touching
the naked eye of your skin
beneath your shirt
I remember
I still have the air around you
Take heart my love
there is always the possibility
of us touching like swans
on the eve of beginning
the sun beneath a lake

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Poem Edited: Thursday, December 9, 2010


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