your hand sweeps my forehead
half showing your affection,
half testing for fever
i may not be measurably sick,
but it’s no secret,
that i am burning inside
my heart is always stretching,
my hands always grasping,
and my head is always, always, always
making meaning where there is none
no, it’s no secret,
that I am not satisfied
No matter how delicious,
this meal is not my last,
this moment is not the only,
and i know, without apology…
this love is not enough
indeed, enough is not enough.
you gaze into my eyes
with a question on your lips
which no amount of kissing
could ever satiate
this mystery wakes me up
and tucks me in at night
where the riddles of my dreams
make me wonder ever more
tell me how our bodies
manage to separate, when
…merging into one…
seems our natural state
tell me how come love,
both given and received,
disappears like music
that is never seen
and if the energy between
us can’t decide between
waves and particles
why should i ever
settle for
anything.
no, it’s no secret
that i am not satisfied
no matter how delicious,
this meal is not my last,
this moment is not the only,
and i know, without apology…
love is never satisfied
–Kamala Devi, Valentines 2013
If you want to hear Kamala Devi perform spoken word check her out here:
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If you want more polyamory poetry by Kamala Devi check out these blog posts:
Her Cunt is My Heart by Kamala Devi for Roxanne on our 3 Year Polyversary:
[Polyamory Poetry] ‘The One’ by Kamala Devi
[Love Poetry] Untethered, a polyamory love poem for Michael by Kamala Devi