Loving You

From a distance

A physical distance

I’m loving you.

 

Close-up in a fridge-cold

Room

Scooped-up in creaking beds

We argue in our sleep

Moaning about love lost.

 

But from a physical separation

Our libidos flame up

The slightest touch

Brings us high-up.

 

Every time we have this

Tragic transformation

When we meet and I will

Leave again dissatisfied.

 

At the Red Tower’s refuge

I draw your erotic image

Your body sitting tightly

On mine.

 

Since my Muse had departed

To the ‘Big Void’

Love her – Love you

Repeats itself continually.

The artist in me awakes

I draw your thoughts

Onto my journal’s paper.

Loving You.uoY gnivoL

 

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’18.

 

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