It’s Only Words

6 May

I don’t quite recall
exactly when
I got possessive
about you.

Thoughtlessly, I’d send
you out to mingle,
unmindful of those
who scrutinized, examined,
and split hairs over
the difference between
‘scrutinized’ and ‘examined’.

But then,
as you unraveled from
your lush spool,
emphatically, speedily,
gushing forth sans a crucible,
I retained only
a master copy in
my head,
hugged you close,
rocked and crooned,
but did not set you free.

And now, I
see no need to
share you;
Hang you up to drip-dry,
when you’re so cozily nestled
in the hollows of my throat,
the crook of my elbow,
the small of my back,
my inner ear
and under my toenails,
watching whirlwind days,
sharing damp summer nights,
while a blog lies empty
because we both decided
to up and leave
and keep our joy
between us.

7 Responses to “It’s Only Words”

  1. Mom Gone Mad May 6, 2009 at 4:05 pm #

    Breathless stuff..Keep it coming:-)

  2. In love with my life May 6, 2009 at 5:11 pm #

    Wow! Speechless.

  3. sukanya May 6, 2009 at 6:09 pm #


  4. Aunty G May 6, 2009 at 11:32 pm #

    Sweet honey!

  5. Orange Jammies May 7, 2009 at 1:05 am #

    Mom Gone Mad: The idea was to be silent awhile. 🙂

    In love with my life: You mean wordless, don’t you? 😉

    sukanya: 🙂

    Aunty G: I must be
    a freak, you see
    for I strongly dislike
    and take a long hike
    when I’m around honey.

  6. Thinking Cramps May 7, 2009 at 2:10 pm #

    I like. I love.

  7. Orange Jammies May 7, 2009 at 11:51 pm #

    Thinking Cramps: Thenkyoo, hunnee.

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