Tuesday, May 01, 2007

a poet is a caresser

To caress is to glide gloriously along all senses
is climbing out of your doomed body with too slippery brinks
is stroking with meagre words and desperate restart
And to caress is to flee my solitude on your pulse
is to implore old pains
in naked eyes with question marks
I must confess that i like to caress
cause i feel i live and i live you
to caress is to give what i want myself
and yet never had
To caress is a bit like changing skins.

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Blogger manpreet kaur said...

This poem was made in creative writing class. We had to listen to " A swimmer is a horseman (rider)" written by the late Paul Snoek.
i made more poems on this pattern, maybe i show them later.
So all credit goes to P.Snoek, who is an absolute fantastic poet!

Tuesday, May 01, 2007 1:08:00 AM  

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