Poetry

August 14th

“Each
time you happen to me all over again.” – Edith Wharton
It is
the gaping hole in my heart that other loves can’t fill. It is the ache that
remains over my body long after you’re gone. A familiar ache, much like the one
lovers welcome the morning after. But this ache is more refined. More than his
scent clinging to my body; it is his very essence fused with mine, a fusion
that gives birth to eternity. It is him reading my favourite novel in one night
because his curiosity about my mind is a precarious fire only matched by his
curiosity for my body. The very body that will only come alive at his hands, I am
the marionette, he is my manipulator. As I manipulate the cold words to set his
heart ablaze. It is the conversation we always have at 4
am as the bathroom
light creeps into the room and illuminates our faces. The conversation about an
intoxication much worse than any drug or alcohol that a diffident youth could
ever imagine. It is us choosing to ruin each other, albeit it is an anomaly. The anomaly
of lips that always taste the same sweet way, morning or night, a true deviation
from that all that I know. It is the incessant dream I have come to accept with
every inch of my body, every beat of my heart, fluttering of the soul and every
wave length of my brain saying nothing but your name. It is the muse that calls
at all hours and insists I breathe life into it with my words. It is the psychedelic
experience of your skin on mine, a vivid reminder of the effect silk has on my
bare soul and of your smile, the gallant warrior that brought down my walls. So we
always find our way back to each other. For you are an unfinished poem that I
must keep returning to.

 β€œIt is a feeling, an ineffable chaos and
paradox that I will always attribute to the mystery that is you. 
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4 Comments

  • Reply Carlos Lwanga August 28, 2013 at 9:46 pm

    It is choosing to ruin one another…
    I love this post. Really got to me. This is beautiful.

  • Reply Nora Kirabo August 29, 2013 at 9:03 pm

    Thank you, fellow poet πŸ™‚

  • Reply evelyn karungi November 21, 2013 at 4:43 am

    so glad to be back…had missed your blog… I always read your posts like 'spoken word'… nailed it yet again.xxx

  • Reply Nora Kirabo November 22, 2013 at 8:18 pm

    Thank you Evelyn. As always, you inspire me πŸ™‚

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