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For Don Juan
Chanting towards
seraphim kites
soaring upwards
vowels vortexed
into quivers
it is time
sequence
scent descend
pheromone
in transmuted droplets
jubilant singular stars
awakened me
linger now against beguiled breath
lean towards my silhouette
enclose me
a gentle
chest
fluttering
our hands
become ten petaled
flowers
speaking
through
weeping
fingertips
canvassed
we will remember
what skin felt like
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seraphim kites
soaring upwards
vowels vortexed
into quivers
it is time
sequence
scent descend
pheromone
in transmuted droplets
jubilant singular stars
awakened me
linger now against beguiled breath
lean towards my silhouette
enclose me
a gentle
chest
fluttering
our hands
become ten petaled
flowers
speaking
through
weeping
fingertips
canvassed
we will remember
what skin felt like
copyrights © owned by Rianne 2024
all rights reserved
Published 19th Jan 2025
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20th Jan 2025 2:49am
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20th Jan 2025 6:53am
A sensual dream enclosing the infinite space within the chambered heart. Took me into the magic contained in the touch of heaven so intimate and palpable whose passion is silk on fire.
John
John
20th Jan 2025 5:11pm
Thank you dear John for sharing your poetic reflections on this piece. Have a good day, greetings and blessings
Rianne
Rianne
20th Jan 2025 2:24pm
You captured the feeling of falling perfectly, Rianne. And that final stanza is just a beautiful way to complete it.
20th Jan 2025 5:12pm
Thank you Dear Ahavati, indeed thats what I tried to capture the feeling of free falling into surrender, greetings and blessings,
Rianne
Rianne
