On the Breeze

rebmasters

Adrift on the bright breeze,
then suddenly
struck: stuck on you.

Blowing into the high window
of your hot, dark,
incense scented,
delicious attic room;
filled with pages of words,
your body heat
& smell so sweet,
familiar 
although
I don’t know you
yet your dark eyes meet mine;
sultry, alluring &
mesmerising.

You don’t ask where I have come from.
It is not far
I think
& blink.

You read my thoughts
through a mist even I cannot
usually penetrate
most of the time.

Stopping me in my tracks,
lift the weight from my back;
add it to yours,
so underneath
black sheets
we lie replete,
resplendent so it seems.

I know another breeze
will come.
Will I stay stuck
or move
to new
time & space, far away from you?

Will your lips send me on my way?
Their imprint will remain
whatever way I take
next time;
your echoes in my mind

  • Author: rebmasters (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 5th, 2021 03:21
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  • L. B. Mek

    'You don’t ask where I have come from.
    It is not far
    I think
    & blink.

    You read my thoughts
    through a mist even I cannot
    usually penetrate
    most of the time.

    Stopping me in my tracks,
    lift the weight from my back;'..
    (and imbued in your Poetry, is Love
    worded Transparent
    syllable sailing, on that exquisite Breeze
    of Anchored trust...)
    thank you! for choosing to share, dear Poet

    • rebmasters

      "the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune" & all that. It is about love, although I prefer to keep it hidden in the abstract rather than say the deadly & delicious word I suppose.

      I think he knows;
      he's read my prose

    • Saxon Crow

      I'd say it's getting boring how you consistently continue to create these masterpieces but I'd be lying!

      • rebmasters

        Oh haha! I got a bit worried when I first started reading that. I thought, have I FINALLY written one love poem too many? Haha thank you my friend, I hope I shall never bore you x

        • Saxon Crow

          Haha. You're welcome



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