Stay

[weepingwillow]

I no longer want to feel the darkness that evelopes me when you are not near.

[joel]

I no longer want to feel the darkness that evelopes me when you are not near.

"Eye know longer want two feel the darkness that envelopes me when ewe our knot near."

Your eyes have perceived something longer than mine
and eyes of mine have long wanted what you've known:
two feelings, dualistic feelings,
a conversation of questions and answers whose catechism
is written in the beautiful darkness of letters inked upon a paler page,
letters whose forms are folded like multiple meanings in envelopes postage-paid;
and I'm a kid at nanny's milking time,
a lamb who nestles in our mother's knots of wool,
nearer there to something needed
than where another lamb was bleeded
(such is grace).

[jim turner]

If poems are meant to impart feeling, this is a poem.

[weepingwillow]

Not two feelings. Just one feeling of....

The euphoric entanglement of his coccoon made up of arms and legs heated by his breath on my hair.

[.Lucy.]

...Recalling...

[joel]

hope he's aware of the honor of the feeling you experience with him; your verse seems a beautiful longing!