Long Distance Romance

The heat is hanging like pulled
cotton between my ears. They say
that amputees can still feel
the parts they’ve lost, and last
night, I fell asleep with the ghost
of you pressed into my back. While
I was driving away, you called
to say that you were crying,
and so I drove slow to draw out
my time in the city where you are.

5 Comments

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5 responses to “Long Distance Romance

  1. slynne, wow long time. this is a great great poem. I love the last part “I drove slow to draw out my time in the city where you are”. hope things are well. kim

  2. “They say
    that amputees can still feel
    the parts they’ve lost, and last
    night, I fell asleep with the ghost
    of you pressed into my back.”

    The analogy works, all too well. ^_^ Making the line “I fell asleep with the ghost of you pressed into my back” all the more rich in meaning. That beautiful line lingers. Thank you.

  3. rax

    “I fell asleep with the ghost/of you pressed into my back”

    I love this haunting comfort- ghosts lingering, to make an absence less than total. beautiful.

  4. Thank you all. I appreciate the feedback

  5. splitends

    I read this several times before commenting… it’s so evocative that it makes me sad to be single. It’s wonderful.

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