Warmth

22 October, 2009 at 13:24 (Uncategorized)

I miss you, when you don’t look
I worry when you do
I still want to spend
so much time with you.
I haven’t seen you out in weeks
and then we chanced to be
briefly brushing the same space
and your wamth smelt good to me.

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2 Comments

  1. shanodindryad said,

    There is something about this poem that I like immensely. It’s very evocative. I like how (and you use this effect a fair bit I think) you use senses and stimuli in different ways to what you might ordinarily expect, such as “and your warmth smelt good to me.” It works very well to create the image in a more three-dimensional way – you can imagine it more thoroughly.

    • luvlymish said,

      Thankyou. I aim to get a real sense of feeling to my poetry when possible.

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