a poem.

[kleenexwoman]

We’d tangle like rats
in old newspapers yellow with dust,
worm-pink tails
twined in shoelace knots.

I wrote that for my boyfriend a while back. I kept meaning to add to it, but it always seemed finished. It's surprisingly easy to write a love poem to nobody, and surprisingly hard to write a love poem to someone you love beyond all ration.

Comments

[beganwithayes.livejournal.com]

that's ridiculously endearing.

you're right, it's very difficult to write a love poem to someone you actually love. i've only ever written one love poem to a significant other (my husband) and it was something that just sprang from me. i think if i sat down and tried, i'd have a panic attack about doing it right. hahah.

[kleenexwoman.livejournal.com]

I know that whenever I do it, I end up just being silly and sappy and spouting cliches, and then blushing and scrapping the whole thing. It's so hard to articulate true feeling; poetry really is emotion recollected at a distance, and it just doesn't work for me when I can still feel it.