Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

For the first time in 2 weeks
I felt my feet
when one touched my leg it felt cold
the numbness is getting old
to feel something, anything would be nice
instead my body is like ice
frozen in space
memories i can not erase

I rubbed your feet and felt that they were cold
and felt that they were mine because I hold
it just as tenderly, and as secure
in thought as in reality, that your
two feet are much more mine than anything
I've ever walked upon in life; you bring
me better into step with me than I
could ever bring myself. And so the sly
emotions of my love for you are come
as if a thief amid the nightsweats, from
a place of solemn acquisition and
of selfish annexation. Reprimand
me— punish me for grafting to your love
unfairly, please but don’t my grafts remove.

Willow and Joel, I don't know which of your poems is the better.

don't leave us hanging....what lies beyond the intro ?......yes, painful memories can freeze us in time hoping for an early thaw......the intro does work as a poem on it's own while effectively suggesting there is more.......

Saw- This is not the rest
Joel- You inspired me to side bar and write more slightly off topic of what I began to write.

I thought you were hurting
Thats why you chose deserting
Sent Spirit by way of Air
Which left me in total dispair
Lost with no trace
A face I cannot erase
Imprinted within me
Like a lightening bolt- branded
For life-This flash of light
So beautiful and bright
I am holding on tight
Life without you
Brings a blackend screaming silence