When I cannot see you
I feel the pain of a thousand nails
pressing against the small of my back,
like a decaying bed of rose thorns.
When I am not near you
I can’t appreciate your perfume,
a blend of cherish and devotion
with a hint of constant affection.
When I cannot kiss you
my lips become chapped for your fondness
like the torch I’m carrying for you,
one I hope you’ll never extinguish.
And when I can finally touch you
I will then be complete.
This is a loveless poem, where I tried to write a love poem without using a the word ‘love.’ I hope you enjoy this poem.Photo source: Gabby Orcutt
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