>unframed

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last night
i took you
to bed
and we got
intimate
on cool linen

you mirrored
my weakness
reflected
vulnerability
and your
skilfully
crafted
frame
spoke
of the
limitations
i would love
to deny

with tender
honesty
you let me
see
the things
that are
without
breaking
me apart

you let
me touch
not minding
all
the moistly
smears
i left
blurring vision
for a moment

you loved me
in small
doses
opened
my eyes
without
enforcing
what i’m not
yet ready
to see

when i got
bold
enough
to come
you close
i didn’t see
the borders
any more
just my eyes
reflecting
all the needs
you’ve met
decades ago
when the nails
that held you
unframed
my life

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32 responses to “>unframed

  1. >For me this last part cinched the perfection of this poem all the needsyou've metdecades agowhen the nailsthat held youunframedmy life…You shared a most intimate portrait of the interior life of your soul.Wonderful mag 37,joanny

  2. >First of all it appears that Miriam is following in her mother's footsteps and is already writing beautifully.Secondly, my apologies for not responding earlier to your comment from over a week ago, I am just starting up with this and forgot about Google and WordPress so I didn't check them.And most importantly, I love your imagery…words wrapped in dried up leaves, escaping a moist and rich soil like earthwormsand plucking letters like ripe grapes. your words have become a camera capturing all that is around you.