Love Poem: When I Remember

When I remember the way you felt next to me between the sheets
I forget all that was wrong and embrace instead
the touch of your flesh and who we were once upon a time.
When we loved in spite of our youth and recklessness.
When we thought only of the moment and each other
and everything else diffused into a vapor of insignificance.
For all that mattered was love. And passion.

When I fought to keep my hands off you.
When we needed contact in every moment, no matter where we were.
United in desire that was stronger than the two of us.
Smothering out logic. Or reason. Or anything that could take you from me.

I miss you. In the quiet of my heart you are still my love.
No matter where you are or who you are with
know that I am yours.
You are a part of me.

Eternally.

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By Tessa Saks

Tessa Saks Love Poem

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Love Poem: Traces of Our Love

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Are you there?
It’s me again.
I call to you
from the twilight of my soul.
Amid the darkness
and
desolation
lives the hope
that I will hold you again.

In this angry hour
of misery
I reach out to find
the strength of
your arms
wrapped in an embrace.
But not with me.

I am alone.
Haunted by the memories
that refuse to leave
despite
my constant plea for freedom.
And my returning cry
to remove
all the traces
of our love.

Sifted through the lies
and pain
lies the truth
of us.

And all the good
and hope
fades back into dark corners
to sit and wait . . .
In the hope of you
once again
in my arms
where you belong.

By Tessa Saks

Love Poem: I Love You

Love Poem

I love you.
In the unchartered waters
of my soul I dive
deep within
to discover the truth that hides…
refusing to surface
out of fear and regret.

A claim no longer valid.
Vanquishing in time and
dissolving past the lies and
worn out excuses that erode
and churn the fragments left of my heart.

I love you.
Without regret or
bitterness I rise
to greet you and
rediscover the pleasure of desire.

Awaiting your approval.
To chance. To risk.
To dive back into your arms and
let go of pain
and suffering and
all the hurt in-between.
Those stolen moments return
And remind me—
Once again…
I love you.

By Tessa Saks

A Forbidden Love?

Love Poem

And the great looks of love, long hidden,
Found at last in meeting eyes.

 

Imagine -enjoying a forbidden love–never acknowledged.
Until then. Finally.

Is it just me or do you also wonder if she actually had a long hidden love?
I write tormented poems of longing–

Will someone, someday, look back on my words and imagine they spoke of my own pain?
Would they assume I am living my words?
The irony is I am not in anguish. I’m happy. Completely happy.
Or so I think.
So I feel.

But perhaps there is something–
deep below the surface–
that causes me to remember longing and pain so clearly.
To want more.
To remember pleasures beyond words despite their inherent pain.
Any thoughts?

 

Taken from:

I Have Loved Hours At Sea
by Sara Teasdale, 1884-1933

I have loved hours at sea, gray cities,
The fragile secret of a flower,
Music, the making of a poem
That gave me heaven for an hour.

First stars above a snowy hill,
Voices of people kindly and wise,
And the great looks of love, long hidden,
Found at last in meeting eyes.

 

 

So I looked her up and she has an amazing story of lost love.
The man she loved didn’t marry her as he was a poet with no means to support her.
Instead, she married another poet. (A wealthy one!)
Later she divorced her husband and moved two blocks away from her first love,
who was now married with children.
He commits suicide and two years later she commits suicide.

Brokenhearted?
Hidden love?
Tormented by impossible love?

What do you think?

 

Poem: Where Are You Now?

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By Tessa Saks

Where are you now
my forgotten love?
Why am I not
with you?
Should I repent
and
cast aside
the pain that
stirs deep within.
I was yours
in heart
and mind.
A bond forged
in you.
I know it well
but you
seem lost.
Unable to see the truth.
You felt the joy
I know you did
In the
depths of all that’s true.
The softest touch.
A gentle kiss.
With whispers just for you.
Yet you turned your back
to love’s true call.
For what I cannot say.
But know that
I am ever yours
and waiting
for you
Only you.

Love Poem: Remembered Kiss III

Love Poem Desire Tessa Saks
Love Poem: Remembered Kiss III
By Tessa Saks

I am your slave
Awoken at dawn
to do your bidding.
In spirit
you move through me
to awaken the longings
that stir.
That torment.

Yielding to the pressures
of unkempt promises.
Forgotten pleasures resurfacing…
catching me in
their chaos.
Widening the gulf between sanity and lust.
Freeing the tortured soul
of my
hidden love.
A secret stain upon my heart.
Eternal.
Timeless.

The need for your touch
awakens
the haunting desires
burning
within my soul.
Enrapturing me.
A hidden victim
of your cruelty
and torment.

Forgotten lust.
A cruel reminder
of my heart
forever sinking
further and
further
away from you.

Chained in logic.
Corrupted in safe wanting.
The only truth
unbearable
and vacant.
Pushes you farther
away
from my life.
My light.
My eternal soul.

Love Poem: Remembered Kiss V

Love Poem

Love Poem: Remembered Kiss V
By Tessa Saks

How can I work
and carry
the burden
of everyday life,
when you are
pulling
my discorded heart
deeper
into
this endless despair.

I am lost
without
you.

Unable to tether
my constant
longings
for your touch.
Another embrace
to chill
this fire
burning deep
within
my
charred soul.

You endanger
the
fabric
of the
whole
of my life.

Tearing it apart.
Ripping through
all that
I have
built.

My safe haven.
Rocked
by your words.
Never to return
to the security
of
my well-formed life.

The patterns implode.
In quiet darkness
your kiss
reveals
flaws.
The fault line
of my heart.

The discovered
inclusion
that
is you.