be.here.now

be here with me now.

i will require nothing else
from this moment,
and with that submission i will receive
the world.

the floors are stained with memories.
i'm soaking my fingernails
in this soap-filled sink
and the cracks in the windowsill
are hauntingly beautiful.

ask nothing from me
and i will lay my heart open
to you.

then you will know the nuances
of my glances
and the slight curl of my lips
will translate all
for you.

these tiles are cracked and i'm filling
the holes with remnants of dreams
and they still look
so lovely
to me.

i rarely find myself in such
rare form.

so just be here with me now.

and in this momentary stillness
the madness will cease
and i will keep you close
to me
pull you close, to me.
hold you close, to me.

time will be a suspended breath
and i will breathe it in.

if you'll only
just be here with me
now.

Reviews

[Henry]

"the slight curl of my lips, will translate all, for you" - For me, this translates the whole poem. And it is like being induced into the imagination. The reader is not supposed to be satisfied with what they read, but rather what they're not reading haha. You just know there's skill when the writer doesn't make it easy for the reader to see, but forces them to imagine (and it made me blush). And I felt that strongly in this poem. I'm really glad I stumbled upon this! This is easily above par.

- Henry

[Kara Emily Krantz]

What a review! What a way to brighten my day. Thank you.

[Star]

I like the imagery you use and the emotion behind it all

[mikl paul]

'these tiles are cracked and i'm filling
the holes with remnants of dreams
and they still look
so lovely
to me. '

excellent stanza.

[MAC]

the longing in this just takes on a life of its own. heartfelt and beautifully written Kara. ((hugs))

[The Analog Kid]

I think the repetition works well. There's a kind of desperation for calmness. Well done.