Untouched, a poem written by Ana Dee at Spillwords.com



written by: Ana Dee


The sun sets and rises
lavender skies melting
into specks of golden light
into pools of darkness.

A plane in the distance
leaves a trail I can’t follow.
My thoughts start pulsing.
You are missing.

At night I walk in circles.
Dirty dishes pile up,
calls go unanswered.
All I do is think of you.

On one hand, I count
just enough reasons
to keep a steady mind
though I rarely feel at ease.

Inspiration plays games
of catch and release.
When it’s my turn
I write for hours.

You are still my muse.

Even in my sleep
I am untouched.
by other bodies,
I only reach for you.

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