Write me
A love poem
About dice
Cast across your
Map of thoughts
Written on papyrus
Folded by hands
Who have touched
Your spirit
Show me
Who you admire
Poets, bus drivers
Old souls and new
Making noise
Upon this world
Curve your globe
Upend its axis
Choose a spin
For thoughts to follow
Give me
Directions to
A place inside you
No one knows
Watch and see
If I can find
My way out
Draw me
Close, press your
Brow to mine
As we share breath
No destination
Just sugar
On our tongues
This is why
I fell in love
With you
About the Creator
Aspen Marie
In love with life and all of its foibles.
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Comments (6)
Your imagery folds the physical and the emotional together so seamlessly. It reads like cartography made of longing.
Beautifully done. I liked the inclusion of bus drivers besides poets. I've had some of my best conversations with them honestly! This really is such a pretty poem though. I loved how you eased into the passion.
Well-wrought! Some evocative metaphors here!
I love how you use the abstract image of "dice cast across your map of thoughts" to represent the beautiful, unpredictable journey of getting to know someone.
Oooo, so intimate and lovely! As always, it was so beautifully written!
God dammit lassie. Pure passionate magic. Seriously this is exceptional, Marie. 💚