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Dusk
When I think
about you
I think about
a ravishing symphony
a dazzling fluidic ocean
that glimmers
underneath
the crepuscular rays
as I entertain myself
with you.
A smile trails
across my lips
and I can't help
but think about
you all over me.
You're the
undercurrent
that sways me
the reason
I toss and turn
all night
hoping to find you
lying next to me
as the storm
within
rages silently.
You're the honey
bee that swarms
upon my flower
whenever I blossom
for you
the unexpected twist
that makes me check
the rear view mirror
as my heart beats me
to a pulp for loving you.
You're the craving
that overwhelms me
when you haven't laid
a finger upon me
as my lips seek
you upon
dusk and dawn
while my fingers
tap upon thin air.
The words "I love you" can only escape my lips in soft murmurs under the ambience of a flickering flame, hoping that those words find you and plant themselves upon your lips, just so you know that that's where my love for you grows.
about you
I think about
a ravishing symphony
a dazzling fluidic ocean
that glimmers
underneath
the crepuscular rays
as I entertain myself
with you.
A smile trails
across my lips
and I can't help
but think about
you all over me.
You're the
undercurrent
that sways me
the reason
I toss and turn
all night
hoping to find you
lying next to me
as the storm
within
rages silently.
You're the honey
bee that swarms
upon my flower
whenever I blossom
for you
the unexpected twist
that makes me check
the rear view mirror
as my heart beats me
to a pulp for loving you.
You're the craving
that overwhelms me
when you haven't laid
a finger upon me
as my lips seek
you upon
dusk and dawn
while my fingers
tap upon thin air.
The words "I love you" can only escape my lips in soft murmurs under the ambience of a flickering flame, hoping that those words find you and plant themselves upon your lips, just so you know that that's where my love for you grows.
Published 4th Sep 2016
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4th Sep 2016 6:45pm
You're a poet that inspires me
Your reflections on your lover
The thrills he provides
The strength
The reassurance
The erotic charge
But reading the last stanza I wonder if the lover's imaginary or worshipped from afar:
"You're the craving
that overwhelms me
when you haven't laid
a finger upon me
as my lips seek
you upon
dusk and dawn
while my fingers
tap upon thin air."
This is fine work with a touch of mystery at the end. Thoughts at dusk contain shadows....
Your reflections on your lover
The thrills he provides
The strength
The reassurance
The erotic charge
But reading the last stanza I wonder if the lover's imaginary or worshipped from afar:
"You're the craving
that overwhelms me
when you haven't laid
a finger upon me
as my lips seek
you upon
dusk and dawn
while my fingers
tap upon thin air."
This is fine work with a touch of mystery at the end. Thoughts at dusk contain shadows....
Anonymous
4th Sep 2016 7:05pm
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4th Sep 2016 11:15pm
glances in the twilight,
sparks between a man & a woman
that will bring them nearer,
near enough for the laying of hands...
sparks between a man & a woman
that will bring them nearer,
near enough for the laying of hands...
