Enraptured. Possessed.
When blackest night whispers
laments of loneliness
need traces your lips
on sleep's waking senses
and I feel your kisses
searing my essence
as mem'ry's lit fire
surrenders to bliss.
Recaptured. Entwined.
When tremulous heartbeats
stir thirsty entreaties
your spirit melds with mine
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: My Muse took over the imagery after viewing the picture - - do hope you enjoy.
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Comments7
A big aaaah - love it Fay.
that transcendent element of love, much more than touch of skin, overcoming distance - beyond, even a graveyard's barriers,
yet still, that memory infused with a moments majesty, can evoke - years later, time-n-again: that same everlasting experience of wonderous connection, between one human and their chosen partner,
a wonderful depiction you've chosen to share dear Fay, beautifully worded, as ever
A fine write Fay.
Yep, 'tis what happens when they meet me. I have that effect on people! heehee.
I agree with the Muse it's a fine image to accompany a beautiful poem.
And I was enraptured by your poem, dear Fay!
Beautiful Fay, such wonderful words.
Andy
I can feel the ink from your pen, bringing to life the image.
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