The Poetry Marathon

I yearn

for

you

with

my eyes

when you’re

not

looking.

I know

the skin

of your

wrist,

the nape

of your

neck,

the curve

of your

back

and yet

I’ve never

touched

you.

I yearn

in secret,

alone,

in the

dark.

I write

this poem

so

everyone

knows

of my

yearning,

except

of course,

for

you.

You are

my earth,

the place

I planted

my heart.

Your breath,

my wind,

carried

words of

love

into my

needing

ears.

Your passion,

ignited

my fire,

it consumes

my

skin.

Your touch,

water

to my

parched

skin.

You are

elemental

to my

survival.

Hi Everyone!   This is my first time doing the poetry marathon and so I thought – ‘go big or go home’ and signed up for the 24 hour marathon.  I’m so excited to write 24 poems in 24 hours!