Woman

by UrbanNomad

Published April 1, 2012

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I want a woman
who drifts like pollen

who drifts toward me-
I am the windbreaker
to catch her cloud
and keep her.

I want her
to stay at my side:
arms, torso
breast,
believing in a bond
(also acting on it)

So no moment is solo
two bodies merging
together as a single bird;
all the feathers
and all the flesh

clung together
so as not to let go.
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Rage
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Rage wrote a review Review · Jun 20, 2013

Dude! You're an amazing poet! I'm going through your work right now and it just blows my mind!

This poem, for example, is so soft and sweet yet it overflows with a mesmerizing sense of strength. Those opening lines: "I want a woman / who drifts soft as pollen" may be the most memorable opening lines I've read since I joined this site. It's so subtle and imbued with such beauty!

I also love the way your persona establishes that he wants complete unity with the woman in an effort to show the level of intimacy/passion/love that he expects. This is truly a great poem.

Best wishes, and keep writing :-)

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InTheTrees
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InTheTrees commented Comment · Apr 1, 2012

This is really beautiful. I have a lot of respect for this poem, and your style.



Don't aim at success--the more you aim at it and make it a target, the more you are going to miss it. For success, like happiness, cannot be pursued; it must ensue, and it only does so as the unintended side-effect of one's dedication to a cause greater than oneself or as the by-product of one's surrender to a person other than oneself.
— Viktor E. Frankl