(11/26/1971 / New York)

I Wake With Your Name In My Mouth

I wake with your name
in my mouth
its the sweetest longing
on the loneliest tongue.
while I move through the passage
of these long days
bruised and grieving
praying for dreams of your hands
I'm crazed enough
to sleep with your letters,
to lick the backs of
stamps and flaps of envelopes
desperate for
a taste of you

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Comments (3)

When I first read this, it pretty much took my breath away. As Hound says, it's very powerful, and secretly, I wished that someone I know had written it. I'm glad I was able to find it and let you know. j.
When desire drives you to crazy things. Very powerful.
This is very moving. Well captured overwhelming sense of longing. I will surely be reading more of your work.