{"id":115,"date":"2012-03-04T10:19:45","date_gmt":"2012-03-04T15:19:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/?p=115"},"modified":"2012-03-04T10:19:45","modified_gmt":"2012-03-04T15:19:45","slug":"to-someone-i-loved","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/2012\/03\/04\/to-someone-i-loved\/","title":{"rendered":"To Someone I Love(d)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Preface &#8211; Whether you think this is good or bad I wrote this in the early 90&#8217;s (probably 1992).  If anyone else tells you they wrote it, they are a liar.  I look at it now and see that it has potential (if you don&#8217;t mind the drift and the abrupt ending).  This now looks to me like 2 or three poems, but at the time &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>I drink of her love as a man that has walked through a desert drinks of water<br \/>\nIt would not matter if it were bitter<br \/>\nTo him it would tasted sweet<br \/>\nIt would not matter that his sunburned and wind-cracked lips did sting<br \/>\nIt would still be pleasing to the touch<br \/>\nIt would not matter that the hunger of a wild beast gnawed at his belly<br \/>\nHe would thirst more<br \/>\nI thirst more<\/p>\n<p>In the journey of your soul<br \/>\nI look back when I reach your heart<br \/>\nTo see my footsteps in the sand that stretch on forever<br \/>\nI see the mountains of anger that I have crossed over<br \/>\nAnd think of the valleys of jealousy<br \/>\nAnd fields of indifference I walked through<br \/>\nI still thirst from the desert of your pride<br \/>\nAnd am wet from the rainclouds of your emotion<br \/>\nIt has been a long walk<br \/>\nI am glad to be home<\/p>\n<p>I think of my love and I realize I love her<br \/>\nI see my love and my heart races<br \/>\nWe move toward each other<br \/>\nAnd as we meet<br \/>\nMy body cries out because it has been too long<br \/>\nHer skin is soft and it responds to my touch<br \/>\nMy mind is overcome be a tidal wave of passion<br \/>\nI am consumed<br \/>\nWhen our dance is done<br \/>\nI think of my love and I realize that I love her<\/p>\n<p>When I look into your eyes, my heart pounds like horse drawn chariots<br \/>\nI envision them to be similar to the great races they had at the coliseum (in the Roman era)<br \/>\nHorses running with nostrils flared, eyes wild with untamed fury<br \/>\nMen steering their paths lest they turn to face each other to fight as stallions do in the wild<br \/>\nTheir magnificent figures full of strength and stamina<br \/>\nPulling, straining, running as fast as their bodies will take them, around and around the track<br \/>\nFurious, wild beasts in the heat of the race<br \/>\nTame, meek and mild pets, seeking care and tenderness when the race is done<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Preface &#8211; Whether you think this is good or bad I wrote this in the early 90&#8217;s (probably 1992). If anyone else tells you they wrote it, they are a liar. I look at it now and see that it &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/2012\/03\/04\/to-someone-i-loved\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[124],"tags":[125,25,126,202],"class_list":["post-115","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poetry","tag-poems","tag-postmortem","tag-prose","tag-writing"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=115"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":117,"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/115\/revisions\/117"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=115"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=115"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lektrikpuke.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=115"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}