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FACES OF LOVE:POEMS ON THE VARIOUS ASPECTS OF LOVEBY:SCOTT PETTY
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Table of ContentsDEATH..............................................................................3SUFFERING........................................................................4FAITH................................................................................5MEMORIES.......................................................................6DISTANCE..........................................................................7OBSESSION........................................................................8INTIMACY..........................................................................9PURSUIT............................................................................10WONDER...........................................................................11KISSES...............................................................................12LUST...................................................................................13INNOCENT...........................................................................14
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Whats it like when you die?
Night time together, me and my son. You
time for soft words under soft light Just kind of crumble like a bad pear
The covers of a dark That is no longer Night.
And then my little boy opens the mood Its a bit tough on the exterior but
With his innocent question: Surprisingly soft yet
Mommy, whats it like Powerful on the inside. Its like
When you die? Succulent sand that
I bring him close to his home under Dissolves on your
My bosom and try to answer Tongue.
His unanswerable question And even though death
Is nothing like any When you die, son, maybe its Other fruit, it
Like eating a pear. Has the taste
Remember those pears I brought Nostalgia even
Home last week? If it is your
I dont know of any fruit First time.
It taste like
Sometimes dying
Has a texture like
A peach but canBe grainy like
An orange.
Dying, son,
Is not like biting into
An apple, breaking easily
With a crunch
But your teeth sink into it
Dying can
Be like a bad pear
That kind of crumbles and
Youre so disappointed
Because that wasnt
What you wanted
At all.
That can happen when you die.
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Tears on the SidewalkTen years ofdim lightscast by flickering
candlesthrough muddled windowsTen years ofcries inmuted tonesfrom some roomback of the house.Plans she made asa sophomoric girldrawn like curtains.Ten years andshe walks awaya woman.
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SPECIALI see
stored in clay jars in
the depth of
Gods eyessentiments of blithe laughter.
She tore open the sky
to admire the deep planes
above, deep as thunder and
singing together,
as light skated down
her arms.
The cameras flash
goes benign. The
world has shrunk and
God continues in
quiet, quiet
laughter as
you touch His knee.
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Everything of Any Importance Goes in Small Tin BoxesHer dead eyes, only
alive in a matte finish, were the only
eyes that always
saw everygood thing about me, but will never
look ever
again, always
there beneath the bed
in a small tin box.
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If I W ere to Describe Our Relationship
A house Can be seenStanding all alone As
Fading yellow IA decaying porch Descend the stairsThe frame is rotting the paintChipping I close the front door Left to be forgotten I leave
A hallow attic dark andWeary cross beams dressed inWebs panel floor carpeted inDust
AloneInACorner stands a leather trunkTorn and weakFadingGreen likeLeaves on the vergeOf autumn
With a lock tarnishedWithout confidence
I touch the leatherCourse and tough the metalIs cold and dullA shake and no response AKnock or two and no answerGroping and searching but thereIs no way in I peer through the
Key hole to search the answerEmptyNothingMy heart sinks as IExit the roomOnly thePrints of my fee
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You and IWhy is fast never
fast enough?
Why is far neverfar enough?Why is dark never
dark enough?
I cant drive fast enoughto flee the face of you.
I will never be far enoughfrom you.
It will never be dark enough
to hide your eyes
I crossed the thresholdI peered through the window
but I still wonder what brings twopeople, you and I, to
a point at the same time.
Ive crossed too far.
Ive gone too deep.Ive got to go.
Fast is never fast enoughto flee the face of you.
Far is never far enoughfrom you.
The night will never be dark enoughto hide your eyes.
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Its Called IntimacyYou met the sharpest turn at forty-five miles per hourwithout a tense flinch or
tap of the breaks
You felt the rise and fall of the sidewalkbeneath your pounding feet
You walked around the room in the dead of night,listlessly evading the end table and passingthe wall without a second glance
You knew that voice as it laughs a floor belowYou knew that voice before you saw that face
You smelled the lingering scent of their favoritecigarette as it dances with that one brand oflaundry detergentthat you can name without seeing
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LOVE NOTESCrack and
tink
go the rocks
you propel againstmy window
to call me out
and disclose genuine love
rocks from my backyard, small
lava rocks you want
to call love notes.
I'll know you're sincere
when I hear a knockat the front door, or
the ring of the door bell
and then you
kiss me atop a
welcome mat.
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Kiss Me. Im DelicateA virgin day christened by the breaking light
Some muted roomshuddering in every breath he takes,not spoken, nor heard,but felt up and down everyfold in the linenin every fold of his flesh. Do I really know you?
Do you really want to know me?But there he is: naked in achimerical way.
He tasted like warm water last night.
I rest between the wallon my rightand a wall on my leftbut the lightor even him in his nakednessis just a hope;my hope that he will findme open
in a very real way.I waitfor him to findme in acorner of truthbecoming clearer tomy sight,solid to my touch,real to the sound
of my ears.My eyes shut tight.He wakes.I feel the firstmorning embrace.
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FableAnd I run my hand upon her waistswirling tofleshy hips
the perfect kind of indentbeginninga luscious paragraph with the kindof language that rises and fallspoignantas the story is toldin subtle movements withsupple kissesemphasizing parenthetical remarks
this reader would not wantto miss.Every pause to take in breathleads to a newsentence. The rules ofgrammar are rivenin the heat of the momentso I gripheras the plot thickens.
I am swept away intocolor reverberations.In my earnest interest Idiscover the next page:undiscovered dictionaries anda thesaurus etched out withher scrawling tongue.Spellbound, Im unwillingto turn away, replace her cover
until I have becomefamiliar withevery page,each inchof the story,this epic narrative.
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The Sound of a KissWind that sighs heavy
Water that laps gently
on a rocky shore.
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Sleep With MeCan I fall asleep in your arms tonight?
I need somewhere warm, a heartbeat
in my ear that is not my own.
Can you run your fingers through my
hair? Its thin on top but maybe tonight
you can pretend its full and soft. You can
pretend Im a beautiful person with indigo
eyes and innocence still written on my
face.
Then Ill fall asleep forgetting my sins, my
selfish demeanor and only remember to
forget.
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