For You – N. E. Skull



I don’t want to write about him.

He doesn’t inspire me like you used to.

There were sonnets in the arch of your back.

Your lips have been written about a thousand times before.

Damocles’ blade was in your shoulder,

And Samson in your hair.

If you are a painting,

He is negative space.

In him, I see only your absence.

In me, he sees it, too.

43 thoughts on “For You – N. E. Skull

  1. Ditto what Alma said above. Could not help but share on FB and tweet on twitter. Stunning write. (And thanks for liking my blog; if you hadn’t I would not have found this.)

  2. First i tought.. whoever just read what i posted as test. And liked it too X.x. The i was. Nice photo and matching poetry. “Drag to Favorite Bar” I will read some more later on. Back to my own stuff ^^. Need to get behind wordpress again..

  3. I have to admit that I’m no expert on poetry (one reason I’ve never dared attempt it myself – there’s quite enough suffering in the world already) – but I really like this.

    By the way, thanks for visiting my blog, and for the Like.

  4. The ending made the poem. Thank you for putting your work out there. I know how hard that can be. Cheers and keep the work coming.

  5. Quite lovely, I just reconnected with a sexual muse that inspired me only minutes ago, my recent piece that received your ‘like’ – I appreciate this poem’s state of mind, dearly.

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