Still your skin eludes me

 

 

 

 

 

Still your skin eludes me

 

 

I am helpless, tied to my daily routine

Knowing that distance stands in my way

Concrete and asphalt paths may lead to you

but the detour called life keeps me from moving

 

You smile at me from different shores

of casted shadows long of the season

Calling out in silent voice, less than a whisper

but volume’d of pitching winds and winged desires

 

Invoices pile up and calculator batteries run down

A swift arm across this desk reveals my frustration

as folders and tape dispensers collect in a pile on the floor

staring up, wondering, “What did we do?”

 

You run of dreams collected and an eclipsing sun

swaying in darkness on couch cushions

formed of comfort and welcoming warmth

as time makes itself at home

 

If only I could be there, by your side

gazing upon your beauty, running my fingers through your hair

gathering your fragrance on the cloth of my memory

touching on your sweet flesh

 

You send chocolate covered phrases

reaching out from congested city streets

and warm coffee cups flavored with enchanting

thoughts and lasting moments

 

And here I am, shackled to a wooden structure with sticking drawers

going through the paces, staring out of webbed windows

longing for but a touch, as I write…poetry

Yes, poetry…love verses because…well…because

 

it is the only way I can touch you

and

still your skin eludes me

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Sami Khalil]

"You send chocolate covered phrases

reaching out from congested city streets

and warm coffee cups flavored with enchanting

thoughts and lasting moments "

This was so enchanting Jack. I like the idea of eluding and reaching for the impossible sometimes. Keep us looking forward to getting it or achieving it...Bravo again...:)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Sami. I always look forward to your kind words.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleausre...Any time....:)...........

[Angel]

A lovely, sad tale, my sweet Prince.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Angel. I can always count on you to bring a smile to my face.

[Mehak Mushtaq]

"well…because

it is the only way I can touch you
and
still your skin eludes me"
This is very beautifully written, Jack. You are right, as poets, we can whisper into the ears of people who are far away from us. Very beautiful.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Mehak. Nice to see you again.

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Anytime, Jack. :)