Gone
by Anastasia Cojocaru
I washed you off my skin
this morning
I wanted your every touch to be
Gone.
I could still feel
your lips on my neck
your hand on my thigh
your nails still piercing my skin
your weight on my body
and your hand
going through my hair
pulling it hard towards you.
I want them
Gone.
I’m looking at
the swirl in the washing machine
and I see my T-shirt
impregnated with your smell.
Soon it will all be
Gone.
This is part of the Livinteresting project. Curious? Livinteresting is a personal blog created by two old high-school friends who met seven years ago and could not stop being friends ever since. Their common project brings together a love of creative writing, philosophy and science that defies the physical boundaries that separate them, since one of them studies English and International Relations in Scotland and the other one stayed in Romania in order to finish studying Law. Anastasia and Irina are in a lifelong search for meaning and beauty, wishing to become treasurers of wisdom and sharing their interests with the world.
Visit our page for more.
More info: livinteresting.org
3
0