I wanted to call you
with arms
wrapped around you,
like dreams
that were
mine to give.
The word travels
down darkened
the canals
to your ears,
till sinks like ships
into the whirlpool
of your cochlea,
it disappears,
and corkscrews
into the firing
of your synapses,
with breathless,
playful overbite,
with tug upon
the ear,
the mind presses
into memory,
“my Darling, my Dear.”

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3 thoughts on ““Darling”

  1. Gabby says:

    I love the structure of this poem: one long stanza with short lines. The detail and description is beautiful.

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