It is at moments after I have dreamed

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Poem inspired by the title of E.E. Cummings poetic masterpiece, “It is at moments after I have dreamed.”

It is at moments after I have dreamed
of dulcet sighs
that accompany the unadulterated appearance of your smile,
that I gladly drownโ€”
nothing is better than luscious lips that offer respite
to a heart
that’s parched like a desert without shade and when a mind is dry
stumbling in pursuits (I am unable to thwart this feeling)
Such a state is mine,
your eyes are viridian, dark with desire
with a golden halo
around the pupil that only seems warmer in certain circumstances–
they give life to my poetic verses.
And I lie here listening to you breathe my name,
I wonder if you realize what it feels like to ache this way?
Distance is terrifyingโ€” amaranth lipstick marks on coffee mug emphasizes this;
it is at moments after I have dreamed
that I could write poem
after poem
about wanting you, but you know because you have already read them.
I await the arrival of Summer rain.

 

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Posted for Writers’ Pantry @ Poets and Storytellers United

38 Replies to “It is at moments after I have dreamed”

  1. Wow! The cummings poem is one of his most beautiful โ€“ and you have lived up to that inspiration in this exquisite poem of longing. (I’m glad that, whereas cummings’s piece is intensely sad by contrast with the dream, yours suggests a more hopeful future .)

  2. This is such a beautiful and passionate love poem, Sanaa! Youโ€™ve captured the moment with the โ€˜dulcet sighsโ€™ and โ€˜luscious lips that offer respiteโ€™. I love the detailed close-up of the loverโ€™s eyes, and the lines:
    โ€˜it is at moments after I have dreamed
    that I could write poem
    after poem
    about wanting you, but you know because you have already read them.โ€™

  3. So many gorgeous turns of phrase, as if the beloved was both an entire land and a single person. Wonderful poem.

  4. The idea of two people so connected that one will breath the other’s name must be the pinnacle of love. The essence of one’s life, one’s breath, to effuse the name of another…

    Well done, Sanaa

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