And I, Who Has Kissed The Eyes Of Her Trees

aDarkerMind



and  I, who has kissed the eyes of her trees

laid bare my snow-flake skin

with pains of a sulking wood

grazed with the starving leaves of a mountains constant hunger;

 

beyond the chorus of her mind

within a single word of a thimbles prayer

the high breeze of her scattered crawl

as ebbed and flowed the cotton of her hair;

 

and I, who has walked beneath her dawn

scented the candles of her hands

followed the echo of her breath

deep into the shallow waters of a soulless moon;

 

lost behind the curtains of her arms

as her trembling heart flickered with the flames of eternal doubt

cast aside by the petals of lifes' uncertain rose

as flows her blood through the veins of my own now weary heart;

 

and I, who has died beside her grave

danced with the chimes of her cathederal eyes

lost inside the darkness of unwanted despair

baptized beneath the skies of her one remaining tear;

 

with nothing left but the memory of her smile

she, who now walks beneath my dawn

will sleep in peace with the warmth of a one last midnight kiss

I will cry no more

and live forever in her heart;

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

  • Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 5th, 2021 12:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: just for you, My Love;
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 34
  • Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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  • L. B. Mek

    'and I, who has kissed the eyes of her trees
    laid bare my snow-flake skin
    with pains of a sulking wood'
    'beyond the chorus of her mind
    within a single word of a thimbles prayer
    the high breeze of her scattered crawl'
    'cast aside by the petals of lifes' uncertain rose
    as flows her blood through the veins
    of my own now weary heart;'
    'and I, who has died beside her grave
    danced with the chimes of her cathederal eyes'
    'and I, who has walked beneath her dawn
    scented the candles of her hands
    followed the echo of her breath'
    'she, who now walks beneath my dawn
    will sleep in peace
    with the warmth of a one last midnight kiss
    I will cry no more
    and live forever in her heart;'
    'with nothing left but the memory of her smile'
    (please forgive me for daring to rearrange
    your masterful stanzas, dear Poet
    but this is how your Poem expressed itself to me
    so Beautifully!)
    genuinely, one of the best love Poems
    I have ever read: anywhere!
    thank you, what a privilege

    • aDarkerMind

      once more....a big thank you for such a strong and heartfelt comment;



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