About the Poem

I meet my love on ICQ, where we chat about many things besides the obvious. Some of the imagery in this piece is inspired by those long chats across time and space. I find this communication technology very intriguing and intimate.

In The Shadows

by Asil Nomrah

In the shadows, emotion provides
Moonlight - illumination for a larger world
(Population: 2)
Side by side
Split - apart
Reuniting
Despite jealous daytime gods

Lips touch mine in the shadows
Touches flow across the stream
Data bubbles caress my nerve endings
Like a million tiny kisses
Vibrating neuron pathways
A fiery display of colored lights
The firmament of my skull
My flesh grows insubstantial and seeks
The Maestro of this interplay
His spacious reach a sanctuary
And release in this corporeal prison
I am putty, a doll, in his arms

My shadow Maestro
Conductor in this symphony
Of passion play
"Every woman" the conduit
For his extraordinary power
Calling forth primal urges
with modern alchemical implements

Joining across the ages
Past and Present
Pain and Love
Side by side
Split - apart
Reuniting
In the shadows

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5 Visitor Comments

lee

yes!

Chelle

I think this is well written. But, written from an Indian of course it would be.

Ace

I loved your poem it touched me so much. I get what you mean and you have so much talet. I wish I could express my feelings as well as you have. Thank you for sharing your insperation.

This speaks volumes. I know my love irl, but our passion has to be confined to icq. For the time being, at least. I am hoping this won;t be the limits of our togetherness for too long.

Davina

Beautiful, breathtaking, stunning

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