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This Is Me and You

Author: Runes
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This Is Me and You

We grew into our legs, unfolded
steaming in cool blackness
while the moon gazed in wonder
and the distant stars blinked.
It was a birth of sorts, reversed,
wild colt hearts beating
one shared thunder,
and the storm was our mother
while love was the milk.
And you were beautiful, I remember,
staring soft-eyed and silent, learning
your body through the whispers
of drum-tight skin. This is
me, and you ... we were born
like this, every time, without human
defenses or the shame tailored clothes.

Do you remember any of it now,
so broken to your saddle, blanketed
and stabled, so trained by the whip?
Are there ever nights when the wind
moans low like I did, and your thoughts
slide out into darkness, out of their
buttons and pockets, and into a kiss?
This was me and you...
before fence lines were acceptable
and loving you was as natural
as biting the bit.

Submitted on 2011-06-27 23:43:57     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  Reading this one was like chugging a jar of honey.
With a mouth already full of horse-apple.
| Posted on 2011-08-19 00:00:00 | by DaleP | [ Reply to This ]
  This is like a tuning fork held to my being, it resonates on such a core level that it could actually shatter me. This writing as you call it is some powerful [censored] right here, it kind of demands you to read it through, like a drug that only needs one whiff to catapult you into reading the entirety of it. I have to say this surpasses most of what i expected to find here and coolly reassured me that there are indeed others that understand this kind of madness.

Good is an understatement, this is brilliant..
| Posted on 2011-07-06 00:00:00 | by Clayman | [ Reply to This ]
  Just stopping in to say I love the way you write, love this one,
love love love this line:

Are there ever nights when the wind
moans low like I did, and your thoughts
slide out into darkness, out of their
buttons and pockets, and into a kiss?

I'll be back when I have more time, in the meantime will be mulling over what else to say.
~cheers, Chris
| Posted on 2011-07-03 00:00:00 | by ponykeeper | [ Reply to This ]
  wow, the horse analogy is so succinct so love which seems human and inhuman at the same time...gentle then animalistic with different gaits...

last stanza is so you remember what we were?

"without human defenses or the shame tailored clothes"

what a line.

this is like pure love...and just animal attraction before everything else spoiled it, made us human, made us think ourselves right out of it...

now we try to remember the buttons, the pockets, the kiss in the back seat...young love...

now we are old horses in the stable munching on hay filled memories...remembering when we first got our legs...

this is really good, runes.

wouldn't change a thing.

| Posted on 2011-06-28 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ]

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