Devotion 🎧

A poem

I have recently started reading Franco Arminio’s Studi sull’Amore. I wrote this poem after being inspired by the line:

Mi dedico all’attesa di vederti

I devote myself to the anticipation of seeing you.

I devote myself to the anticipation of seeing you
No need for a performative moment, no opening yourself up,
You need just be and let me absorb your immanence, 
And how you hold our space in equilibrium,
With your silken, dulcet exhalations
No, no need for exposition 
For you live in every room,
an eternal exhibition in my imagination,
Where art is to be worshiped with the eyes
Your presence felt as every nerve ending ignites
The clean porcelain sweep of your jaw, a delicate teaspoon—Rengetsu-style elegance
The divine curve of your neck, blown Murano glass,
Fragile in appearance, a deceptive grace
Your waist, sloping into opulent hips—a sculpted baluster, a pomegranate flower fashioned like Venus emerging from Uranus’ frothy remains
Your eyes
Oh, your eyes
Omniscient black pearls, polished and uncontainable 
Seeing what is concealed under my lungs
Things hidden that steal my breath
Knowable only by you 
For with those eyes, I know I am seen
So, don’t paint your face
No ribbons in your hair
Only your presence 
Your energy
The electric charge of your body 
For seeing you, the anticipation of you
Is my devotion 

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